Immortal are the strings that hold this soul,
Mortal, the cage imprisoning the soul!
Caught in the immeasurable seams that hold,
It waits to see itself manifest whole!
I don’t know why we humans run after,
A few years of mundane false happiness,
When all we get is, sooner or later,
Sorrowful rupture and a world of mess!
Strong determination, mind crystal clear,
Exhaustive thinking to hear the right song,
Enables glimpse sparkle ere sun disappears,
To count on true self nature to spin on!
This earthly life is difficult to check,
Treating it with care, albeit one can track!