Rest In Life

Driven by an endless, weary quest, where is the rest in life?
A racing heart inside a tired chest, where is the rest in life? ​

We chase the shadows of a fleeting dream from dawn to fading dusk,
Forgetting what is simple, true, and best, where is the rest in life? ​

The world demands a storm of constant noise, a crowd of heavy thoughts;
To be a quiet, temporary guest, where is the rest in life?

I lock my deepest sorrows in the dark and wear a smiling mask,
With so much heavy, aching pain suppressed, where is the rest in life?

The road is long, the map is worn and torn, the stars are hiding now,
By doubts and endless, winding paths distressed, where is the rest in life? ​

Play one more song of silence on your flute to soothe this burning soul,
O Murali, by all these storms oppressed, where is the rest in life?

Written by:-
Dhanjibhai Gadhiya"Murali "(Junagadh-Gujarat)