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A Conversation- The Warrior stands!!

Warrior 1:
"A warrior with a broken chariot;
ridden on Horses of will,
cannot turn flying elephants against their will.
The arrows in quiver that is full, are tongue sharp.
But go not deep enough as to touch the heart.
The victory is never for the victorious;
Elephants cannot become the king of jungle.
But the Jungle exists.
And quest incomplete...... "

"The Chariot to be repaired in silent depths,
The will has to cover him and the rest.
Gets A bow with the love sling,
Should shoot at one and multiple beings, in the still of time.
In the still of time, the victory mirage is uncovered.
A new victory is beseeched.
The elephant has to ride on tiger's wings.
The warrior stands.
The quest incomplete, but begins."

Warrior 2:

"Strike the arrow straight at the hearts
Silence is the weapon that darts
Visible assault frightens
Invisible assault shocks
Stealth assault penetrates
Strike one and win many

Dusts when single do not bother
Dust when accumulated more does bother
When in whirling winds of flying elephants
Camouflages the Warriors vision
Bring in the tsunamis of Prayer's ocean
Engulf and be Engulfed in larger delight

As vision becomes clear
Gather the Storm within
Let's fight the war
Left and Right, expanding the center and force
Jungle is too small a field
For such warriors' valor's quest!"

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