Nector of Real Happiness

Wandering with unsure steps,
On the slippery path of worldly pleasures,
We forget what is, in the true sense,
The nectar of real happiness.
Worshiping God, prayers, faith, and meditation.
With ego-less humility, worship the creator.
Serve the suffering humanity by revering,
Neither the intellect nor a strong physique,
Can separately create a single human being.
The synergetic amalgamation of body, mind, and intelligence.
Along with the sensory organs make an individual identity,
On the path to spiritual salvation, the ego creates big hurdles,
While subtle vanity cling,
Over-sensitive anxiety and agitated mood cause hazy visions,
That is like the autumn dry leaves swing.
When surrounded by a plethora of challenges abounding,
Just cool the mind and dig out joy from the surrounding.