At times I think with Your blessings I was born into this world
A purpose to pursue
Obligations to fulfil for the good of others
Laurels gave me a lot of pleasure though transitory in nature
Always I felt a force from within and without
To wipe out the tears of others
And lessen their sufferings
Making them feel wanted and accepted in this vast world of the billions
Looking back at the long journey of my life travelled through
Nothing allures me
Excepting Your presence invisible though.
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