Secrets of life

O my God
Thou art lord of all those exist
Without your consent
Neither one may live or thrive nor do exit.

We are unknown unaware of the mystery
How was earth formed and u made the country.
We know nothing about
How we separated from your unity
Travelling for ages in this world's diversity.

We have to clout some doubts
Where from our journey starts
How long to go when to last
Riding a wingless bird flying so fast!
Chasing the tracks of birth and death in haste

Now unseen has gone the mast
Alas! where to rest in the deep ocean
A sustained effort now worthless and in vain!
Once again to return to the the world full of mystery!
How was earth formed and u made the country.

Composer : Sant shukla 

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