There is a majestic quality
In everyone for all to see.
Some keep it hidden, some never realize
The magnificence they hold in others' eyes.
Ah, yes, life itself is the gift.
Though the memory, itself, Time doth sift.
And some might think the reverence gone
As those we love one by one pass on.
But the intricacies Fate doth weave
In commemoration for all who grieve.
Are the blessings given to rebirth
From souls no-longer of this earth.
At first notice I came undone,
My father staring at me through my son.
But, now, in joy I ascertain
Through him, my father lives again.
I look to heavens' resounding grace
Renewed appreciation of life and my place.
Knowing as each newborn child opens their eyes
The miracle continues, no one really dies.
(Michael Anderson)
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Pyara pyara mera desh,
Sajaa-sanwaara mera desh,
Duniya jis par garv kare–<
Zindagi ko jina sikh lo,
Zindagi se ladna sikh lo,
Hausla rakho sabse uper,
We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had.
If you must go, then go for a while
Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.
chalo fir se hum bache ban jate hai
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<You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
When first we touched,
My heart flew high,
On gossamer wings through a cloudless
Life has many ups and downs,
Loving smiles and also frowns.
Good e
