Going! One day, going
to some unknown place, God knowing.
All I am leaving behind will go
where I am destined to journey.
Another life awaits me,
life flowing in circles, circulating.
Futile are the plans I make
to break free from this circular flow.
This movement, I cannot halt—
through sleep and wake,
through darkness and daylight,
I continue along the circular path.
I am aware of my true existence,
understanding the essence of life,
knowing its secrets.
To gain is to lose, to lose is to gain;
to live is to die, to die is to live—
these truths echo from the wise.
I can only say this:
Life and death are illusions;
life is eternal, without end.
Through this journey called life,
I traverse through realms of hell and paradise.
I have little in common with those
who see passing as mere decayed bones.
Life is in motion! Life is in motion!
Awaiting my next life,
I gaze upon the scales of justice,
trembling with awe.
I cannot turn away
from the divine balance held in hand.
Some scales tip heavy with goodness,
rewarded for righteous deeds
on the Day of Justice.
Others weigh light,
destined to endure
for their disbelief in that fateful day.
The just God rewards the virtuous,
punishes the unjust.
Those with heavy scales of good deeds
shall find solace in a pleasant abode,
while those with light measures
shall dwell in the abyss of sorrow.
--- MyKoul
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