MY DESTINY

I was here before

you were born

I will be here long after

you are dead

I am free from birth

I am free from death

birth and death are

not meant for me.

I have witnessed many flowers

a large variety of flowers

spreading fragrance all around

blooming in my sprawling,

beautiful garden

I have witnessed

many flowers getting faded

and withering away

when ever a flower bud

opens its eyes

a beaming smile conquers me

when a flower fades

and wither away in the

sunset of its life

my eyes turn moist

experiences a lump in the throat

but

I am destined to

witness all

both birth and death

alas, from this eternal existence

I have no escape

welcoming the fresh

blooms

bidding adieu to the

withering blooms

which I am entrusted with.

Sometimes, I do feel I have

births galore

sometimes, I do feel I have

deaths galore

the blooming flowers

and withering flowers

remind me of births and deaths.

Behold,

a flower has bloomed in the garden just now

let me for a split-second

keep a beaming smile.

Ephemeral is my delight

Ephemeral is my sorrow.  

An eternal smile is

not my destiny.