Existence

Anything you most adore,
 Has its inheritance
 in an unseen world.
Only its shape may alter,
 yet the soul remains the same.
Anything of a wondrous vista and flame,
Will vanish in the long run;
each appealing word will fade,
But  do not be depressed,
Source come from an eternal power
rising, branching out,
giving new existence and bliss.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI