Build your stairs before the flood!

Last breath do all see in certain
None can escape death,
Be it a vivid flower
or a winged beauty in the sky

Perceive a difference, O! human..
Frequency of life at its best in us
So is our frequency of death
The plane from which we breathe our last
Is all that matters at the end

Plane of death is most crucial
Masters, disciples and all face death..
But, be sure the plane's not the same

When the floods approach,
Use the stairs to reach your terrace
The stairs built while alive
That alone paves way to get on top

Each step built by maturity,
contemplation & understanding
Strive hard to construct your stairs
Wasting no moment in vain
For the floods may just be around the corner