Thou hast crossed fifty-five milestones in thy life on earth,
All by HIS Grace thou hast travelled so far to reach fifty-six,
Thou hast to travel till thou to reach nth milestone,
But Thy nth Milestone is in HIS Hands,
Yet, none can know what the nth milestone is,
Thorns and spikes would have brought into thee bruises,
Yet, HE hath been with thee all through thy Journey,
And HE will be with thee till thou reach thy nth milestone,
So, thou shalt be on thy way towards thy nth milestone,
So, be cuddled in HIS Merciful Hands.
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