The Priceless Wage: Valuing a Life Well-Lived

My wage for lifetime, a measure of worth,
A value placed upon my every breath,
A sum that signifies my time on earth,
And quantifies the length of my life's quest.

How can we measure such a priceless thing?
A life that's lived in full, with joy and pain,
A wealth of memories, a heart that sings,
A legacy of love, a lasting gain.

Is it in silver, gold, or precious stone,
Or something that can't be bought or sold?
Is it in fame, or power to be known,
Or something greater, deeper, yet untold?

Perhaps it lies within the little things,
The simple pleasures, moments of delight,
A gentle breeze, a bird that sweetly sings,
A child's laughter, stars that shine at night.

Or maybe it is found in what we give,
The kindness shown to others, selflessly,
The love we offer, each day that we live,
The ways we help, and how we set others free.

For life is more than what we can amass,
More than the numbers on a ledger's page,
It's in the love we share, the lives we touch,
And how we make a difference, every age.

My wage for lifetime, then, is in my heart,
In every way I've touched another's life,
In every moment I have played a part,
In all the joys and struggles, love and strife.

And so I'll spend my days with open hands,
Giving all that I can, with love and care,
Knowing that my life's worth, in its fullness, stands,
As something priceless, beautiful, and rare.

For every moment, every breath I take,
I'll savor deeply, treasuring each day,
Knowing that my life's wage is not fake,
But built on what I give in every way.

I'll work hard, but not for wealth or fame,
But to make a difference in this world,
To touch lives, and to help ease their pain,
And to bring hope to those who are hurled.

For in the end, what matters most to me,
Is not the money or the accolades,
But the lives I've touched, the hearts I've set free,
And the difference I've made in many shades.

And so I'll spend my days with gratitude,
For every moment, every gift, every chance,
To make a difference, to do some good,
And to live fully, with passion and romance.

For my wage for lifetime, then, is not just mine,
But something shared, a legacy, a gift,
That lives on in the lives I've touched, divine,
And in the memories that will always lift.

And so I'll keep on living, day by day,
With love and kindness, with grace and poise,
Knowing that my wage for lifetime, I'll pay,
With all that I am, with all my joys.

And as I journey through this life, I'll find,
That my wage for lifetime is not just mine,
But shared with others, those who are kind,
Those who have helped me grow and shine.

For every mentor, every friend, every guide,
Has helped me shape the person I've become,
And in their love and wisdom, I confide,
Knowing that my wage for lifetime is well-spun.

And when my time on earth comes to an end,
And I must leave this world, this life, this space,
I'll know that I've lived fully, without pretense,
And that my wage for lifetime was earned with grace.

For in the end, what matters most to me,
Is not the numbers on a balance sheet,
But the love and joy that I have set free,
And the way I've made others' lives complete.

So as I journey through this life, I'll give,
With all my heart, with passion and with zeal,
Knowing that my wage for lifetime will live,
In the way I've loved, and in the way I feel.

And when my journey's done, I'll look back with pride,
At all the lives I've touched, the love I've shown,
And know that my wage for lifetime will abide,
In the way I've lived, the way I've grown.

And so I'll take my leave of this life's stage,
Knowing that my time was not in vain,
For I have left my mark, turned a new page,
And have lived fully, without refrain.

My wage for lifetime, then, is not a sum,
But a legacy, a light that still shines bright,
A love that lives on, and will never succumb,
To the darkness of the world's endless night.

And so I'll journey on, with head held high,
With love and joy, and with a heart of gold,
Knowing that my wage for lifetime will defy,
The limits of this world, and still unfold.

For in the end, what matters most to me,
Is not the wealth, the fame, or the applause,
But the love I've given, and the legacy,
That lives on, and will never take a pause.

And so I'll take my final bow, with pride,
At all the lives I've touched, the difference made,
And know that my wage for lifetime will abide,
In the memories, the hearts, and the lives I've played.



































The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
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