His Design

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Thousands take birth daily and perish Life is not taken note of and finished Garden booms with lots of flowers Different and beautiful in color Each soul is destined for better or worse Some may enjoy full and same may spent it with remorse No one has understood the great theory of almighty Lord “Do your remember him or forget” reiterates the golden words Every object is real reflection and part of his design We only have to surrender and mutely resign We may not know the secret blessings behind We need to look towards sky and try to find Individual may have sufferings and different stories to tell Not all may be blessed with for being well Some may remain well without hard struggle Others may go down with agony and pain as if living is hell You may meet thousands of strangers Not a single soul you may be found without anger He will have something to complain of Life may prove always rough and tough The death and birth cycle in inevitable All holy books speak same including Bible We have to pass through the acid test and ordeal We won’t know it unless it is faced in real Let us not feel it as burden Life can not be ended all of sudden there may be some odds and even We must strengthen the belief and not weaken We are messenger of God There should be no heavy load If you take it as pure and humble mission There won’t be any necessity for guilt admission

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