In the silence of the night, whispers roam,
Sowing seeds of deeds long gone,
Each action a ripple on time’s dome,
Karma’s hand never withdrawn.

Shadows cast by forgotten fates,
Twining paths of joy and sorrow,
In the dance of life, no escapes,
Each moment borrowed, each tomorrow.

The echoes of intentions laid bare,
Reflected in a cosmic mirror,
Justice woven with utmost care,
In the web of life, ever clearer.

Embrace the cycle, embrace the flow,
For in giving, we receive,
As above, so below,
Karma’s truths we must believe.