Existence

Anything you most adore,

 Has its inheritance

 in an unseen world.

Only its shape may alter,

 yet the soul remains the same.

Anything of a wondrous vista and flame,

Will vanish in the long run;

each appealing word will fade,

But  do not be depressed,

Source come from an eternal power

rising, branching out,

giving new existence and bliss.

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI