See a boat that floats on the river,
waves toss and turn it here and there.
Storms gather and make the river unruly,
But the boat withstands all of its fury.
Its purpose to take travelers across,
ensuring passengers are not dossed.
Quietly bringing then to the shore,
without any fanfare or any lore.
The boat is the individual soul,
the river is life that differs the goal.
The waves and the encountered storms,
are the difficulties that forever form.
Purpose of the soul is not falter but go on,
learning the lessons thrown by the storm.
ultimately the destination will be reached,
with us travels our guiding angel indeed.
renukakkar 27.6.2014
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renu kakkar
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