I will sail my vessel, till the river runs dry. Like the bird upon the wind these waters are my sky. I will never reach my destination
If I never try. So I will sail my vessel Til the river runs dry.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Life after death...


Life is so short for all of us
So why waste our precious time
Sharing and giving, one noble deed
For people who mind life after death.

A kind of life without end
Awaits everyone without exemption
But life with endless happiness
Requires a lot of sacrifices

Our time is but a small moment
Compared to heavenly beings
Worthwhile activities count the most
We write it in our books.

When the final judgment came
The book of life will be open
The great man will judge us all
We cannot lie after all.

We prove our worthiness before
That’s why we’re here in this world
So let’s cling to the rod
To be exalted is the best reward.

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