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Jan 2019
In transition,
A body holds a possession,
A beautiful dress..
Gets praises for the beauty,
But,
It fades away and ruined
Thrown in garbage in the end...
Merges in soil to become one...!

Ever imagine the value of it
In your eye?
In others eye...?

Is not the same
TRANSITION
we are into?
Our SOUL got
a "DRESS" in our body
..

We forget and nurture
the body,
Dress it double
Decorate with colors
.
.
But it will fade away too..
Pass away and merge
In soil to become one
..

Don't bother of the body..
Wrinkles
Spots
Fat
Thin
Colored
Or other wise...
All are just
Fancy colorful dresses...
Any BODY has no
LIFE of it's own...!!

Praise the Creator
Believe in Him
Decorate the humanity
Fulfill the life
...

Nurture the SOUL..
Do the best in one life time
...!!!
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Sparkle in Wisdom
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Sparkle in Wisdom  43/F/West Africa
(43/F/West Africa)   
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