Is this not strange?

a poem by Shah Pravinchandra Kasturchand

Life-path birth to death;
So short so long to take!

From our mother’s womb,
To mother earth’s tomb;

From first conception,
To a final culmination;

From cozy home furniture,
To the burning wood pyre;

At stone’s throw distance
Standing their residence;

For such a short travel
They take years I marvel

Many a time I too wonder;
At wrong path they wander.