Good morning pilgrim soul
Wish you all good morning
For know not when the day
ends and new leaf turns.
Good morning to you, for
life journey you did till now
day today, for none knows
how long, our sojourn here.
How many mornings you saw,
remember, not exact on fingers,
need calculater, ur poor maths?
Spent days nay, not how worth.
Reflect, simple presumption
half life, spent in oblivious sleep,
Pillow companion in dreaming,
which you recollect right now?
Rest half in waking dream gone
eating, drinking, frolick chatting
wayword, unaware, not knowing
Time slipping silently below feet.
Life, fast turning, nearing end,
demand audit of gain and loss,
not terms of fiscal budget, worldly
life, so unmindfully squandered.
Beware the account book at store,
closely monitored, scrutinies done,
delayed justice, but never denied
Day labour and light, never denied.
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