In the saddened light, beamed by the descending sun
Don’t make your heart heavy and moan.
Don’t even feel to be faded and decayed -
At this mid – way of your mortal life.
Better, you fill your mind and soul –
With simplicity in the serenity of dawn.
May your fatigued and the aging mind -
Get back your merry childhood,
With all the laughter and freedom you had -
Very tender, sinless and pretty juvenile.
May the sail of your life’s boat –
Get a strong wind from the nor-wester,
To move ahead to a place of light
with your knowledge and wisdom for delight.
May your mortal and short lived life –
Get back that delightful heart-
A heart of an innocent holy child –
With no fear and head held high.
May this life discover the priceless jewel–
A greed-less, sinless, and a pious holy life.
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