In the rhythm of life, a pace that's unkind,
Is our existence a race, in the grind we bind.
Seeking her pace, amid the frantic chase,
Are we there yet? Pause, find a tranquil space.
Amid the scramble, in the war within,
Mind versus soul, who is bound to win?
She, the guardian, for family stands tall,
Where does your heart dwell, amidst it all?
Cleansed of impurity, her heart serene,
In the chaos of conflict, a peaceful scene.
Why the wars, the fuss, the relentless chase?
Slow down, breathe in, find a resting place.
Let unity reign, let troubles unwind,
In the symphony of life, a gentler kind.
Relax, embrace, let serenity bloom,
In the garden of peace, dispel the gloom.
Ayesha__M
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The Meanings of Life
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