Sonnet- Make Thine Life Happy

Who says he knows all things he ought to know
With clarity, for futuristic needs?
Who says he neither has a friend or foe
Or affirms he has done only good deeds?

No Man on earth exists who is all wise;
To no one Nature gives not good advice;
Perfect is no one or without a vice;
Despite its problems all, life is quite nice.

Happy's the man, who contented life leads
And does his duty as per conscience;
Who from Nature, her immense secrets feeds,
And learns about God more even with Science.
Our life on earth is too ephemeral,
After death only it turns eternal.

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!