In motion lies our lives, through happiness and sorrow,

We are, but, mere expressions traversing on an escalator,

That leads us up to what is called, a destination.

On the top lies a stair of bright glow, reminding hope;

Amidst the other stairs of darkness and strife,

This stair on which the sun ray illuminates, is it really the hope?

We surge on upwards towards that destination.

We might fall back, pass by that hope and forget it,

Maybe once or twice or even more,

And like the life which moves in circles, so does this escalator,

Which takes us up to that stair of hope, no matter how,

Ah! The glowing stair,

Its very presence amongst the darker stairs,

That alone gives us the courage, to move on to that guiding light,

Life moves on like this escalator, in circles,

But, we reach our destination.