Don’t aspire to despair,
Life is too short
For your feelings to abort.
Feel the essence and acknowledge the fragrance.
It is just the morning glory,
It is the inner voice asking us not to worry.
It is the dimming moonlight
And dreaming about you, although you are far from the sight.
It is the aromatic soothing drops of the rain,
It is the friendly gaze, teaching us not to look at each other in disdain.
It is the evolving hopes in the midst of the darkest cloud,
It is the patient tone of love which appeals to the mind and is not loud.
It is the happiness and the triumph over hate,
It is a simple reminder that it is never too late.