Let sunbeams bring joyous songs for long,
I long for that force in life to make it strong.
Strong health with its sound mind and soul,
Let it be the object of life to be set as a goal.
Goal is not far off beyond achievable reach,
Each of us being so precious and rich.
Richness, the wealth of treasure of a mind –
Mind has to find a way to get its own kind.
Kind is God with His Godly gifts all around –
Round them to blessings of a life so abound,
Bound we are all by His guidance of grace –
Graced progress is thus brought to human race.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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