Days are happy,
Some are sad,
But one thing is there Which no one should forget,
Some one is up there to help our life set.
I am not a poet,
Nor a philosopher,
But then always comes a thought,
How every sadness at its rear,
Lies a happiness as if custom bought
Isn’t it the proof of the very fact
Up there is a controller ,
Who keeps the sail and is ours life’s rower?
Doesn’t nature show us the same,
Giving the sunshine after the rain ?
Doesn’t the spring seem better,
After the chilly winter ?
Doesn’t the rain bring smile
After those months of hot summer exile ?
Some say with a vigorous nod,
They want proof to believe in God,
To them I have one question
If not him who teaches us the above lesson ?