None of us is served the endurance, as perfect to the king’s dish.
Who’s to cry ? Who’s to smile ?
To the mere fact,
be the ray of sunshine not for a while but for the life.
Who’s to win ? Who’s to loose ?
It’s a wheel of fortune, let it roll it’s way.
Sense the train of thoughts. Don’t rush. You anyways won’t escape it.
Have the pace. Intuit the peace.
A zero hour of grief will worth the another hours for the day.
Heart the moments purely.
Love life willy-nilly.
It’s all yours. Grab the most then make it post.
Let your living be LIVE. (: