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Transient Reflection

The clouds flutter by,

Leaves wither and die,

Rhythm of Moments fly,

Was this  life just a lie?

 

Wind blow as if a sigh,

Makes me wonder why

Life confuse and mystify,

Boon from gods up High? 

 

We are just a Mayfly,

Moments,blink of an eye.

Leave without Good bye.

What does life signify?