Life we shape and freely mold, To fit in the depths of a story untold... An assay peep into glimpses of past, And boundless hopes of a future to blast... Mystic and subtle, ways unfold, Recreating magic for the heart to hold... To believe in the value of a nurturing heart, To allay fears on seeing a smiling sprout, To believe in the beauty of an aging hand... Letting us know that Love is divine.... Mystic And Pure...
