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Fox married wealthy Beaver who has the dams and forests…

While as the Fox has only costly fur and temper sly and quick…

Beaver was greedy and too miser that twittered just on coin

Fox often blew his money, indulged herself and groomed…

Two souls, two characters have met on crossroad of the fate

One worked and counted his wealth with fear in the heart

Another lived without care in the world, loved lights and spent

all money one day the Beaver became ill, was tired of hard work…

And called his wife to tell his valediction:

“My dear wife, my time has come; I can not work no more

More is the pity that I lived without light, I lead my

life by counting…

You always spend, I always worked, and here is a paradox

I immolated hands and legs… But your fur shone, I know

My life is finished, and you, my wife, continue to live…

It’s disappointing hurtfully but I don’t understand,

how must I live?”

Fox answered: “My darling, you see, horse left the barn…

Your conversation has no sense. You’d lost your chance in past

You didn’t want to see the light it was unloved to you

But don’t regret, in place of you I see the world on full

I learnt and tasted it, so sweet… You reeked with sweat —

I took my ease…

And it all right, but only thing disturbs me here and there

If you go out of this world I’ll stay and live then in distress?

While you were sick recourses finished, and the world is not

so sweet I have seen all, I know enough…”

And beaver dreamed about light so shining in his eyes,

has shed a tear and shuffled off this mortal coil

Fox cried about her poor life, and run on the way of living…

Someone is coming to amass but not to see the life,

And others fill with nausea…

And they regret that hadn’t learn

That golden mean… It is the essence…

2017