Is saying and forgetting a curse you bear, While doing and showing brings merit rare? Or is silent action a boon in disguise, With deeds alone reaching the skies?
Are you a coin with value inscribed, To be held, used, and exchanged worldwide? Or a tree that thrives in nature’s embrace, Unmoved by the world’s relentless race?
Be useful beyond numbers and worth, For this life is yours, a precious birth. Shape it with meaning, both vast and true, Its value defined solely by you.
In the dance of time, we find our part, A rhythm pulsing within each heart. To improve the world, we must learn this art, Merge with the essence, never to depart.
Sacred and whole, the world does stand, In harmony, we grasp its hand. Tamper not with what’s been planned, For in its balance, we understand.
In motion and stillness, we find our role, In vigor and rest, we reach our goal. Embrace the flow, heed the call, To be one with the world, standing tall.
