Well, a bit philosophical, random and arbit at the same time :)
with each day arrives, a chance to rise and shine,
from ashes reborn, to illuminate the family line,
blessed are those who tread the path divine,
and humble are they who hold high, the sacred sign
obeisance to thee vAyu, the wind that steadily blows,
praise to thee Agni, the fire that brightly glows,
salutation to thee varuna, the waters that rhythmically flows,
adoration to thee, Atman, the immortal which rarely shows
the first being manifested all this by self sacrifice,
whence from man came into the world with virtue and vice,
immortality was promised to the self which defies,
purpose of the works was understood by the wise,
all of which resulted in the breaking of worldly ties
from then on was the path of all taken alone,
to each one, the light from the heaven shone,
while the journey was forever unknown,
there was always a marker and treadstone,
guiding the lost to one's self image own
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