Every bird has a name,
As every plant form and the game.
All strive to live their purpose,
They don’t sit to count every hour that fades.

Flowers flourish, wingers wake earliest,
Life thrives as the day wanes.
By night there’s bounty,
If not, all are fulfilled.

Even the waters know strife.
The fishes quit not,
In the presence of sharks and baits,
In the deep of violent oceans.

In the waves of the air,
Be strong against the wind.
As a doe browses with grace,
Be cheerful in the peace within.

In the turbulence, find a skill.
Survive when the waves bite.
Against the sharks, build on brains,
For there’s never too much of the rains.

Cast your thoughts upon the day,
Let your nights be as an episode in a series.
Let not men work while you snore,
Or life will be such a bore!