How far?

A voice echoed in my ear,

How far is our destination?

To a question whose answer is not clear,

I said, “Perhaps the final station”

A long silence persisted for a while,

Which on breaking asked about fear,

Dear voice, “Life is like a trial,

It can never be too clear”.

It further asked about patience,

Plenty required if you ask me.

Truth of life is based on the very essence,

Untill your last act your destination is to be.

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