See a boat that floats on the river, <br />waves toss and turn it here and there. <br />Storms gather and make the river unruly, <br />But the boat withstands all of its fury. <br /> <br />Its purpose to take travelers across, <br />ensuring passengers are not dossed. <br />Quietly bringing then to the shore, <br />without any fanfare or any lore. <br /> <br />The boat is the individual soul, <br />the river is life that differs the goal. <br />The waves and the encountered storms, <br />are the difficulties that forever form. <br /> <br />Purpose of the soul is not falter but go on, <br />learning the lessons thrown by the storm. <br />ultimately the destination will be reached, <br />with us travels our guiding angel indeed. <br /> <br /> renukakkar 27.6.2014 <br />Copyright@2014<br /><br />renu kakkar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-passage/
