A Journey called Life

It’s the journey not the destination that’s important.
Every minute passing by is therefore GOD-sent.
Love the feel of the world round you, the wise men say.
And the joy of living be felt in your deeds, every single day.

Let the eyes be open to the colours that surround.
The ears be patient listener to all the melodious sound.
Let the soul share the passion of all the humans around.
It’s the perfect recipe for happiness to grow by leaps and bounds.

With erect shoulders and chest filled with pride.
Lets walk on, taking the rough in its stride.
Stop at times, to marvel at the rainbow in the sky.
Or simply hasten when troubled rains lash with all its might.

Dance like the butterfly, float like the vagabond cloud.
Like the birds in the forest, shrill and singing aloud.
Jump over obstacles like that swift gurgling brook.
Passing like the breeze, through every crevice and nook.

Forget we must, to worry for the future unknown.
Trust in God for leading us to the ultimate home.
The world’s a stage and every man’s part is scripted.
A truth greater than this, has never been unfolded.

Destiny leads us like a child, holding our hands.
In reality, there are no magicians waving their magic wands.
Sincerity and dedication are the only vehicles worth any use.
Experience provides the light when darkness dims the road’s view.

Friends are those who should help to ease the pain of the voyage.
Despite the pains, bring a smile on one’s visage.
Loved ones provide the inspiration to keep moving on.
Children are the reason for humming that one sweet song.

When the body gets weary and destination is near.
Do not wait to grieve or shed a single tear.
At the end of the journey, its time to pause and take a break.
To let the soul pass on with renewed vigour-arise, awake!

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