I am not a crowned head with diamonds and pearls,
Nor am I a wounded body with scars and pain!
Neither do I have the power, turning dark to light;
Also, I never opt to choose who is right!

I am your LIFE!
I am your Blessing!

I am equal to all, partial to none!
I come with chapters of Birth and Death;
The stories in-between barren for all.

I am your LIFE!
I am your Blessing!

My purpose is your journey,
Your task is to make it a story:
A story to be cherished and loved,
Crowning the wisdom of human glory!

I have the tales of fame,
I have narrations of who lost the game!

I am your LIFE!
I am your Blessing!

Thrown inside a musty shell,
He grew up building himself a palace of Gold!
Drowning under the pride of richness,
Found him dead at the seashore!

I am your LIFE!
I am your Blessing!

I always come with an expiry date,
Shooting hurdles at you: I never get late!
I will teach you making stones into steps;
But if you abandon me: I will leave you with regrets!

I am your LIFE!
I am your Blessing!