Soul fasten's its feet, and you are born, it's an occasion,
waiting are many just to greet, the God's own creation.
Born we are to fulfill life's endless roles,
most scatter from their roads, till they find their goals.
For life is a voyage, sudden turns and surprise,
Some can say it's a God's game of dice.
As he rolls it, you fairly stand a chance,
But seldom you know in life, what happens in advance.
The voyage is a journey, the journey of your life,
God gives you a partner, with whom you share your life.
At first you are thrilled, when you are young, for some,
making rash decisions then regret the outcome.
As the journey goes, we become wise and wait and see,
We are precautious and often wish to forsee.
We learn from the winds, which blows the time of years,
and as we see the distant lands, we bend to hide our tears.
when we reach the land, we are yet not free,
for we know it's another time, to take a new journey.
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