When your times become tough,

and your road ahead is rough.

And all your brilliant thoughts,

Have come out to noughts.

And then uncertainties begin -

Just find the time to look within.

 

When you're searching for the track -

You had missed somewhere back.

And leaden of foot, tired and sore -

You feel lost and venture no more.

Then, to start moving afresh again;

You will find your urge deep within.

 

When you're walking on the roads,

To the mighty Temples of your Gods.

Soothing of sight and soaring so high;

Borne of your faith, reaching for the sky.

Never forget to keep a small lamp burnin' -

In the little Temple which you have within.

 

From ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

And you too'll leave, if you have to must.

You came alone and so alone you'll leave;

Friends, children and spouses will grieve!

But deep in their hearts, your actions remain;

You may cease without, but you'll exist within.

 

-Suvendra C Dasgupta