Life happened on the day my first child was born
and on the day when my sweet child died~
It happened as I was wrapped in my lover’s arms
and again when she left and I cried~
Life happened one morning while riding my bike,
one evening while sipping some tea~
It happened when I was changing a diaper
when I looked in your eyes and saw me~
Life happened one day while washing the dishes
and once again sitting next to the river~
It happens when I feel selfishly alone
and when I am *seen* as a giver~
Life happens when I feel locked in a prison
and when my soul seems to break free~
By chance it keeps happening despite what *I* do,
so I think that I’ll just let it be~
Satprem~
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