The World Is Not My Home

As i pass thro Some times In a hurry Or at times ease I chance to glance Behind at times At times above And sometimes below I leave the ticks & the tocks as i glance behind.. I dont trample below my present..as i look down.. And i glide to see my future ahead when i look above.... Oh am just a mortal Soul or otherwise I know not yet Never born Never will die Just visiting Planet earth Having fun As i transgress... Oh all ye who walk the earth Behold the powers it bestows Bask in the sunlight Bathe in the moon light Father time and mother earth will take us thro this journey... And in times like this I pray and breathe in my blessings And exhale gratitude and humbleness Its then i realise Quiter i become The more i listen.. The world is not my home Just passing thro What is done is done I pray i bear these learnings in mind When i come around the next time....