Her blessed soul

She was wandering on a life's road,

in the search of life and God.

She was confused and sad,

The pain of her heart made her sad.

Why am I born? She used to think this all the time,

But she was unable to get answers at that time,

She held her tears, but they kept falling,

She held her pain, but it kept shouting,

Then she let the wind walk her away,

By the wind, she was trampled and thrown away,

As the windthrow her away, she found herself on the seashore,

She started crying more n more,

Suddenly, she heard a voice from somewhere,

That voice like an angel whispered gently,

There are beautiful things inside your which thousands of years old,

Too old to be loved by everyone,

But my child! There is a way for you to find your beautiful soul,

Go among the people and lend your hand,

Lend your hand to the people who need you,

Lend your hand to the weaker one’s daily toil of life,

Let you help them in this strife,

You will find real happiness in this deed,

This is the reality and truth indeed,

"I will do this for sure and will become close to God more"

She shouted aloud and awaken from asleep,

She wiped her tears that came when she weeps,

From that day, she started working for the happiness of humans,

She realized that God comes to us,

only in quiet and simple ways.

She found her blessed soul after that.

A message by that soul was for all of us,

We seek peace and God in prayers,

But in actuality these are everywhere,

Especially in the heart of people.