The notes of serenity break into the core of my soul
And lift me up above the ground
I could see the troubled lives
Of one and all!
Yes, from the one whose heart had been broken into pieces
To the one struggling to find food to fill up his stomach
Why, it would seem that the whole world suffers
Yet, mechanically, everyone walks on their path
Going there where a new day would take them
Going there where the winds of their fate blows them!
After experiencing the mundane life in such a way
I choose not to turn rivers into floods
With the gallons of tears that are amassed in my bosom
Rather, I’ll use them as healing drops
Meant to cure the many ills ravaging the inhabitants!
Pray, like them, I once, struggled to stay afloat in the oceans of my own curses
Like them, I could only see the many hurdles of my own toils
Like them, I made of these mountains
Which I believed I had to carry on my shoulders
Why, having learnt that these mountains
Are meant to be left as they are, and are
To be climbed on to reach their summits
Pray, I have learnt to smile and to enjoy my stay
Here, in this temporary world
Revolving upon its own uncertainty!
Letting the notes of serenity guide me
I do allow my soul to bloom into that which it is fated to
While allowing myself and the whole world,