There are so many events,
That occurs in our short mortal lives.
We are born, we grow, we love,
We mature, we learn, we earn.
In the end, we leave our lives.
Our lives are just so many storms,
The rites of passage as we walk through,
The lessons we learn on this journey,
The mistakes we make as we pass by,
It is all done in the blink of an eye.
A stormy Life on an open sea,
Is a rush and brush with destiny.
We sail through life like on an open sea.
We courageously brave the storms,
The powerful waves as we fulfill our destiny.
Our lives are filled with so many storms,
The storms of birth and childhood,
The storms of our teenage years,
The storms of evolving filled with happiness,
As well as times filled with tears.
Our lives keep moving forward in time,
Progressing through the waves of time,
Advancing with the many storms of life.
The storms of life are never over and done,
Till every battle and mission is fought and won.
The storms of life will see us through,
To stand against what is wrong,
To stand up for what is honest and true.
The storms of life we walk through and see,
That is the gift of our mortal destiny.
A stormy Life on an open sea,
Is a rush and brush with destiny.