When there is no fire in our belly
Meaningless are the breaths we take
When there’s no kindness in our heart
What worth is whatever we make
When there is no warmth at home
Meaningless is the fortune we show
When there is no esteem for other
What worth is a dreary chateau
When there is restlessness around
Meaningless is the sound of harmony
When there is no urge for tranquility
What worth is all riches and money
When there is vacuum in between
Meaningless is the path of walk
When there is no compassion left
What worth is any lavish wedlock
When there is nothing left to hope
Meaningless is the love to long
When there is none to come to
What worth is where we belong
QUOTIDIAN BLESSING 