Life is short,
But on its short way,
Love broadens -
The meaning of life,
Which sometimes,
Too heavy to bear.
On the other hand,
Love shortens-
The meaning of life,
Which sometimes,
Too light to bear.
How it is light?
And how it is heavy?
Is understood by those,
Who directly passes through it.
Then what about them-
Who never pass through it?
I think -
They are wretched people,
As God did not put his
Blessed hands On them.
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