The stars are falling

In the middle of night i am standing.
Watihing the stars falling down.
Like drops of the rain they are gliding.
Leaving the heaven's bounds.

The stars are human souls.
And mine is still shining brightly.
I clearly see my goal,
Help me to reach it, Almighty.

The field is still waiting for plough.
The soil is waiting for seeds.
I have understood it just now.
I haven't yet finished my deeds.


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