Life is a large canvas of art,
And people on its vast surface sketch—
Some with thinking head, or feeling heart,
Some with all care, with all their flare,
And some do with vacant eyes stare,
None’s allowed to erase, nor scratch,
And paint in one whole life but a small part
That destiny maintains in etch—
For us to carry on,
In half oblivion,
The next chance is when given;
And so the trial and error goes on
From life to life, dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn;
So, it pays to be striven,
Till the canvas is completed and well,
And when He His approval does spell,
In welcome when He calls us to Him,
When ready we’re to rise like cream,
When we feel, ah, fulfilled have we our dream!
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- Musings | 04.09.07 |
Aniruddha Pathak
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