A blend of what life can give us.

Rapturous joy, belittling challenges, confusing emotions.... say it all. A pot with a myriad of content, that is what life is for sure.

All that I have learnt; too many yet too little to tell, one that has stood out "stoically" is that the "Love of God is pure when joy and suffering inspire an equal degree of gratitude. -- Simone Weil"

So to coin a little script,

Believe has never been easy,

with every bit of passing gray,

A mountain, a backdrop, A life's loop,

How mysterious is every breath,

with death's last sad as wreath,

Say gratitude with every awakening.

Let you God be your guard.

We sojourn earth with no reckon,

as mother nature slowly beckons,

Tears, joy, laughter, pain and gain,

all is a tale smooth like the loin,

Live today, cherish tomorrow,

Least the devil forcibly makes a borrow,

It's pale, yet a future stands on a hollow.

Forever, try and be glad,

Smile and give a shoulder,

someday you will need to lean,

on one, that is gone.

Trust your God less no day,

Like this the world would be a better place.

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