In search for 'Meaning of Life' rhyming poem "By Father's Grave".

আপডেট: ২১ এপ্রিল ২০২৫, ১০:১৭

By Father’s Grave

My Son! Come on! Be brave!
Thee I adore, be sure
I’m not there in the grave.

It’s only body’s berth in the Earth
It’s a way, to let that decay.

But the light of me will kiss thee,
ever I’ll bide,
in every wave, in high and low tide.

In sunshine I’ll sparkle,
on the brook, as it babble.

Feel me, deep in bosom thee
I speak in the beak
of every bird that whistle.
Listen me, as swoosh blow bush,
in rain and drizzle.

See me, on the wing of every glowworm.
I affirm, I was in fact light trapped in form.

Now, I’m free, no time no decree,
no more part at all, but Eternal integral.

Son! if you lose direction
take the help of sun at day light
and look up, to sparkling stars above at night.

At times, sky remains overcast,
with deep and dark cloud fast,
no stars thereof, no sun, no moon above.

Don’t lose heart Son! You are a brave one.
Just be good human, don’t worry for none.

Give love and gratitude, at all odds and strife
Be kind and bear in mind;
‘giving is the purpose of life’.

Be sure, it’s no lure, just focus and hold
same will be back and fill your sack, in manifold.
It’s no bluff, you’ll get much more than enough.

It’s the way of the world honey!
Now it’s your turn to run the baton sonny.