All the countless fellow living beings around
Do they believe in fate or destiny ?
Nay, but succumb to the summons of nature
Live, and leave unwailing
Yet I trow, it is our own acts
Which make or mar our lives,
Eternal, worthy, bright and alive
Noble souls of yore who dwelt
This Earth have examples set.
Realize thyself un to us is the call
Not for transient joys to enthral
Dismayed when unsuccessful
Not midway meet the end, and fall
Self worried and worrying all
The Life in us is a well
That never dries, bearing no ills
Birth or death, it is a portal
To the knowledge of the Supreme Self
© 2009 Anuj Nair.
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