Who are you to check?
And how to check?
What to check?
No answer with you
The only truth.
But nothing to worry,
You yourself is nothing
In this life.
And life we know
Is going round and round
With air earth sky
Light and water.
Worry not dear
You are your answer
All scripted
At the time of your birth
On your forehead.
Nothing is there
To happen.
Nothing is happening,
Worry not with any question.
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Muse of life! ! On earth with our works. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.