A COMMITMENT – by Rahul

A commitment of the blooming bud,

At the end of journey that is well designed,

When that bud allows its body to mingle with earthy soil,

Free from all the worldly senses,

Leaving all the fame, name, kinds and dear ones,

To be greeted by his endearing hands.

End of time may come when it wants to come,

No matter how lengthy is it,

But with an immense heart of endless love,

To pass each moment with vivid and  vibrant way,

Making it so beautiful planting  a  smile in others lips,

Offering the sincere mind to the helpless beings,

And enjoying the path of journey in an ecstatic way.

Some taste may be bitter and some sweeter,

But inside it is always an ethereal joy.

A promise that is to be kept without fail,

The more the love for all,the more easier the path,

With the wings of beauty in enriching  fragrance.

It is true the bud blooms with unfading petals,

With the water of warmth and color of care,

As the love becomes the only company,

Loneliness dies in the hand of happiness,

Fear of living this world becomes the time of union,

As the blooming bud finds itself in the hands of divinity.