Days are fleeting.. Life is a chasing of the wind, And death an escape; Whoever is content is blessed, Whoever is scornful is cursed. For he treats everything with contempt And breathes the air with discontent. Life is a chasing of the wind.. A gift for the few who dared to chase; Only those with hope. Days will vanish as the chasing goes.. And we would then,succumb to our final call. The chasing would then, be done. Until then,life is just a chasing of the wind and zilch more. #cinemagraph on life. Death of a relative
