Shiny Hope

Fine in trip mind is adorning, Sun is rising in East morning. Son calls to go to farm to daddy, Its harvest time they see paddy. Be ready brother he calls again, Soon let us bring may come rain. Clouds are dancing in sky in dark, Light shines in lap soon does spark. While time comes life goes away, Right path follow wise does say. Whatever you do, do today now, See in farm land soon grazing cow. Birds everyday return to their nest, Time, have you seen takes little rest? Festival life's journey is ever new, This secret, rarely understand few. Be aware and do not waste at all, Time is precious gift of father tall. Let us adore and meditate him soon, He will of course spread sure boon. © Kumarmani Mahakul,18 December 2014. All rights reserved.