Birthday for a life to die

My birth days have never been taken serious
As I was the tenth son, in a poor family
Of highly scholarly father who did not believe
In any of this for many of his own reasons.

So, done the same breathing in and out

Today, and
From today onwards, too
The same.

Withering and flowering
For the same meaning

Life being the life’s strategy,
Or God being God’s Strategy,
It has no other play, player,
Play ground and play-items & tools.

Life, with the other name “God”,
Has no births and deaths.

So, never born and dead am I too.

Rather I am born and dying
Each and every moment.

Gone is dead.

Undergoing is life,
The other name of dying process.

And what is expected to gain is
Life to die
Or the life of dying.