Reflections

Lo, let that night be solitary, So that no joyful voice comes therein. But, should someone sing, do not be sorry, One should not let my doom and gloom win. Why give light to a man whose way hides? Try as he may, the man is helpless. But, such a gift! Surely one confides In this man and he is not hopeless! “Our fate cannot be taken from us”; Scour, however, to know this fate… But, fate gives us a purpose and thus Live life now, tomorrow cannot wait!