Keep Moving Then, Towards Heaven!

Despite their poverty, problems many, We see the people poor with laughs and smiles – A wonder which can’t be explained at all, Except that they are blessed by grace of God! Despite being physically challenged, The blind and deaf and mute and maimed go on, To live a full life-span in cruel climes, Yet, do not seem to complain as we do! Life is to be lived, not to fret and fume; Life is to do good and share joys and grief; Life is to smile and run the extra mile; Life is to bring heaven upon the earth. Should we not feel happy for being born, A boy or girl with soul, hale and hearty? Should we not thank the Potter for this clay, In which He breathed life freely, with great love? The lazy person keeps complaining much; The fool denies the existence of God; The caring, loving Maker makes us pots, With love and care, we don’t ever deserve!