The Glee of Life

The flowers on the path of life seem so bright, with mist and fragrance had no light.

The wonder of the music and the juice of pulsation, did I forget about this creation.

I looked out of my window in the daylight but only did I see was people sticking to blue light.

The faces didn’t smile nor did they care, I questioned myself the exuberance of life to spare.

The cycles of creation always existed but did the grace penetrate our existence?

My life was empty, the sorrow filled tears, the hopelessness grew and then came fear.

But this time the boundless ocean of compassion entered my heart.

I forgot my misery and entanglement of thoughts.

The dispeller of darkness was only the way to thank the beauty of this day.

The moment of time was only now, not gone nor that which was yet to come.

The praise of existence is a boundless ocean, but the creator of the existence is the joy to association.

The association with humanity and the light may everyone taste this fragrance of life.