There lived a restless soul in the mist of time,
Who was in the quest of truth of life .
He started his journey in the world of darkness,
in the world of sufferings and in the world of ignorance.
He searched for glory and searched for signs,
But he struggled to find the eternal sunshine.
All hopes were fainting, all joy was lost
And he waited for the miracle from the sky above.
Then a light came from a sage, he met.
The truth is felicity in the doing for others,
The victory is Karma and not in its result,
The felony is idleness and not endeavors,
The truth is perseverance, the sage said.
He took the light and decided to spread,
And he washed the miseries and pain of others.
He rose and fell but never got success,
But his joy was Karma and not its result.
One day he faced the question of life,
Either to save the life or to live with regret?
A decision to make that no one would forget!
Then a warrior rose to show the world,
To live for others and to die for others,
Is the ultimate goal and the joy of soul.
At the brink of death, he got the glimpse of past,
It was the glorious life which he got at last.
And then he perished saving a life ,
Finding peace in grave , and content below,
Making pride and honor, his pillow.
In time , people will praise his act of sacrifice,
his act of Karma and his act of divine.
He sacrificed his life to give life,
But people made him immortal by telling-
A tale of sacrifice…
© 2015 Piyush Singh