Each day is a life’s sequel of what we aspire for and dream about,
We look forward to the ticking of time,
The surprises embedded in each minute,
The mystery of the whispering wind,
The unending horizons that we see,
The end of the rainbow.
There is hidden in every encounter,
The subtle hopes of success,
The excitements for coming mornings,
The blooming of flowers and myriad fruits,
The autumn and spring of human experience.
Whatever each of us has gone through,
The present encounters we are dealing with,
The past and the future are intertwined,
Past times are moments of glorious struggles,
The future is a concrete picture of today.
The tears and joys come and go,
All these elements complete individuality,
Being human is a gift itself,
A past life could be gloomy,
Reincarnation is a future promise.
Hellos and goodbyes,
A pool of emotions is attached,
Being human sanctifies our soul,
The unknown is touched and envisioned,
Only faith and the sacred understands,
That there is more beyond.
