Man is a social animal lives in society,
He or she spends life in works of variety.
Birth to death people spend time here,
Every person is lovely, good and dear. [1]
Some people lead their lives in town,
Some lead lives at village without frown.
People are some, who like Arcadian life,
They do pass their time without strife. [2]
Once poet meets an Arcadian in a village,
He is pleased always, shows his visage.
Very simple he is and does kind to all,
He helps people in need without call. [3]
He is a person of truth and nonviolence,
A devotee he is meditates God in silence.
He has no cupidity and never wish curio,
Service to poor and needy is his scenario. [4]
He sanctifies soul with virtuous deed,
Welfare to other with love he does bid.
He doesn't quarrel, villagers love him,
He too loves them sure full over brim. [5]
Oh God! Let me be an Arcadian like,
In righteous deeds I will spend my life.
Service to creatures, society and country,
Let me sure, I want these to have entry. [6]
Kumarmani Mahakul
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