Life is a River

It spurts and moves
Like a river
Cuts all through the rocky time
Around the unending valley of struggle.
On it’s shoulder it carries
Boulders of responsibility,
And cares to put steps
On the rugged terrace.
Every moment the mission of life runs ahead
Along the meandering trend of time
And through the mystery of dark and light,
The journey of life rests in silence
On the deltaic sheet of ocean of awareness
And the muse of life will keep on murmuring
Through ceaseless time
If the purpose of life is devoted to others.