We, most of the people, are made a stranger's journey in our world. How many people know their real identity? So, the poet is trying to search for that. It's the most valuable in our life.
What does a real identity mean? It is the identity of our soul, not our body. That means where do I come here? What should I do actually? And most importantly, where should we go? As we are souls, we are directly a part of God. As he creates the souls. Some people reckon that we are a fraction of his body. If we think calmly our relationship with him remains forever.
From real-life experiences, a philosophy has been created that helps us to reach near reality. The poet does the exact thing.
I especially like the last two lines...
"The cock crows like a prophet at dawn,
Arise, and labor awaits."
These couple of lines tell the entire story.
There is nothing to tell about spelling and grammar mistakes.
But, the thinking style of the poet has a positive impact.
I hope to read your poems in this community.
Write on!

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