The River Of Life Keeps On Flowing Poem by Mohammad Younus

The river of life keeps on flowing,
The river of time, ever-flowing.
Who can trace these rivers' origins,
Or foretell where their ends begin?

No, the water cycle spins,
Wisdom sees the truth within.
Those unseeing, unenlightened,
Weep for death, their hearts blind.

Death is but a blink, a breath,
Life mounts a fresh steed after death.
The rider knows this secret lore,
Unmoved by joy or sorrow's score.

Like moon and sun, life keeps its course,
Unstoppable, with steady force.
The river flows, for that's its way,
Eternal, come what may,
Everything perishes, but not life --His Countenance--
the manifestation of Onereality.

MyKoul