The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Dec 21, 2006
Three Lives
Three lives,
One world;
Two poles,
Sunny morning to reddish evening,
Through the scorching noon;
Goes onward,
The search of food,
A search of life.
Lazy morning to intoxicate evening,
Through the tram line,
Goes onward the pleasure,
The search of desire,
A search of lusty life.
New morning to hopeful evening,
Through soul's satisfaction,
Goes onward the bliss,
The search of eternity,
A search of spiritual life.
The world moves,
The sun rises;
Every day comes.
Some use,
Some abuse;
Others make it eternal.
Three lives,
One world;
Two poles.
