prologue…
this bountiful earth by birth, is my home,
the world’s a family, and unequal is none
why rule, regulate or restrain my frame
when life is a gift, and my body my own.
the dawn of life…
the body is but a reward divine
to “know Thyself” is a duty of mine
preach various beliefs in different ways
why knowing my frame some folks abrades
can someone help to clear this haze?
all faiths and doctrines encourage love
amour is divine and full of praise
how can loving be immoral then
can someone help to cross this maze?
education informs, information reforms
into a higher realm it transforms
how can insight be a crime
can someone help to clear this craze?
the noon phase…
life is priceless, our body a shrine
a precious gift from the Divine.
she brings forth, she feeds
she fulfills all, meets our needs
she protects, from perils she shields
she teaches, she actively heals
why then should she suffer and die
during such auspicious ordeals
healthy mothers with a smiling face
bring abundant joy and immense solace
life without a mother is surely curst
lest one forgets, mothers come first.
the sunset years…
love knows no boundaries, love knows no cage
love is cherished, prized at every stage
bubbling in youth and maturing with age
love relaxes and soothes during the sunset phase.
the road is bumpy with many a bend
and the milestone indicates a nearing end
a bumpy ride since the last rest
it surely is time to pause and reflect
let age not hinder nor affect
grant the aged their due respect
epilogue…
the world is akin to a mirror plain
merely reflecting what faces the vitrine
a simple truth, nothing arcane
with no kings nor kingdoms or any reign
let us project joys and mutual gain
in an equal world devoid of pain
healthy lives with no strain
on a shining, joyous colorful pane.
