Makhtub, living life as it comes

A past to begin, The future to forget Never has the present been more adorable Than the wonders of its presents A walk in the park, A ride on the bus, Add a bud or two And the world becomes a place to behold Smiling in the present is what it does, When the heart is wise and the smile.. True

There never is, a single solution A single pick me up. Solutions you can search within But it never is found, Ask and ye shall receive For the truth is one, the wise men know it as many, The paths may differ, Complications may figure, They are but gifts To become and behave Life is one, gifts are many

A thought Beginning to grow Changing lives and circumstances Destiny aligned to lead beyond and yonder, Eternity is but a word For the hearts running our lives are many... Generic thoughts fail to express the magnanimity Hormonic are the leanings of the heart, Idiotic are its whims.... Keeping them within or without, Jostling for space are thoughts and wishes Living is not a chore, Many are the meanings attached living life, Numbered are the ways you live it out, Only one thing decides how you live out life. Perhaps its divinity or pure love, Questioning is easy, answers but even more evident