All are busy in their job
assigned by the Almighty
to complete it, to adhere target
within span of life
where no extension is granted
is it madness or what?
Stars and planets
perform their job
All creatures are working
for a new creation days and nights
like the wave of ocean
rises and falls
All are perpetual
streaming to life and death
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There is only one life time to accomplish what is assigned. Philosophy nicely stated. Thank you.