The river of life
Miracles happen every day
When a life is created
The joy and happiness
Floods the heart and body
Though a painful endurance
A beautiful life is born.
Step by step each precious
In its own spheres
Encountering unknown destinations
The drive that had been planted in the DNA
Kicks starts fearlessly
With determination and endurance
As by preset paths travelling both
The the chartered and unchartered grounds with uncertainties
Life transforms into reality
With responsibilities churning each steps
Committed and a family nucleus lay its foundation.
Each day tend be a paradise with unlimited
Exchanging of the hearts
Not every day or night is the same
Likewise, the weather
Excited and without any second thoughts
A life is planted..
The moments are luxurious feelings
The greatest moment in life is now at the doorstep
Pain rips through as the expectations are awaiting
The joy of nine minutes of unforgettable moments
Resulting in the waiting for nine months
Finally, the graduation day
Joy and happiness with tears of ecstasy
Transformation from their life style
Now with ever concentrating
On the new member
The dreams and expectations change
The endless responsibilities now a nightmare
Expected sharing and caring fades in the background
Unseen transpart barriers grew rapidly
Pushing away the duties of parenthood
Selfishness, egotism was the call of the day.
The dormant lion spreads his mare
Demands the highest social order
To be served without lifting a finger
It's the inner pride of status
Seasonal changes occurred
But the lion's head and heart only increased in power.
When directed by the evil powers embolden the mind sets of the lion
When, evil looses the grip, it's automatically
The down swing in life
Only a awakening force can set things in order guided by the divine intervention
Life continues, repeating itself and the river never flows back to its origins
Life will go on, no matter what happens....
(c) Jacob 2019
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