Life should not be long, But it should be BIG

The sacred sun shines and shimmers,

With a bliss and ravishing art.

Lo’ my friends I stand before thee,

‘Coz it’s the tie for us to depart.

Life then walks down the memory lane,

In a patient, but rigid craft,

But the craft refuses to return although,

As it’s the time or us to depart.

Separation is a course of life,

As life is like a cart.

And the cart goes places with faces,

Some arrives and some depart….

I came to this land by purpose,

And not by chance.

I gathered experiences through,

The hypnotic trance.

My purpose is a mystery,

But the mission at glance.

I’ll surely enhance,

And thou shall shine, in my radiance.