Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat
showing all the powers to hold
living the life with tussle
sometimes become hard to tackle .
sometimes just handling the soul from breaking .
sleeping at night is a struggle too
waking in the morning is difficult too .
thoughts are creating stroms in mind making it a ocean of turnadoes too .
peace comes when nature surrounds the soul
relief comes when tiredness engulfs the mind .
Not every time this happens , sometimes cranky smile touches the soul .
Making it the priceless thing .
every soul that passes the gate
Has passed the test of fate
© Filliefortie