What Will Be Will Be

All of Europe was Gall
Americas were not known
In those days beyond
Darkest of dark of all
The Lost ages there lived
Indian saints,
Who renounced looking outside,
And delved deep within themselves.

Thus evolved
Over countless hidden ages
Birth nakshatra
Birth lagna
Culminating into
The vinshotri dasha.

All else got lost
With the rise of industrial age
The clock
In the information technological minds.

But such is the power
If calculated correctly in it
Like in a kaleidoscope
One can still see
Why what happened
And what will happen

But happen it will
And no proclaimed, celebrated, accepted
Knower of this science
In spite of your bribe
Can undo what will happen.

© Ramakant Pande