Worst moments are like blots
on the canvas of life
but even they go a long way
In enhancing the beauty
of living and its goodness as a whole
in proper harmony
as the dog days have brightness
under the clouds--
a silver lining at the end-
more shining due to the darkness
of the black nights.
Even a small act of goodness
illuminates and dispels the darkness
of the evil nights
as the constellation of the stars
always keeps twinkling
in the solitude lap
of the sky silently sleeping alone.
Let all goodness prevail and win
be remembered forever
on the oblivious grave
of the worst time, so obvious
and inevitable.
For this a new line of life-
vision is to be drawn and evolved
to draw the attention
of the sad and dejected
to look right ahead and straight
in the long journey of our short life.
