The Rhyme Of The Unending Path
August 21, 2021
The birds singing morning
People treading unending path
With sweet and harsh sound
The weary noon
The calm afternoon
The red sun evening
And the dark night
Of every twenty four hours;
I remember each moment
Each favor comes to me
Unending life path
Each wonderful moment
May make one enough gratitude
I remember till I am alive.
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