This race to Be,
This game we play,
This frantic pace,
This thing we seek,
This thing called life.
Conceived by love,
Borne by spirit,
Held by particles,
Run by a program,
Thought by a brain,
Enriched by Us,
Celebrated by Me.
About Me
- vinod
- My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began, So is it now I am a man, So be it when I shall grow old Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man: And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety