MOHIT MITRA Poet Rhyme

One MYSTERIOUS Chalice

One MYSTERIOUS Chalice

I cannot name what nature hides from sight,
Yet hold its vastness in a shard of light.
The stars pour laws into a mortal cup,
The sea bends depth till thirst is filled, not up.
A bird’s brief hue outspans the thinking eye,
An insect burns what years cannot deny.
Thus all we know is less than what appears—
The MYSTERIOUS fits whole inside our fears.

Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: SOME KIND OF MYSTERY
Date: 9 February 2026

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Andrea Dietrich January 19, 2026 at 10:37 AM Good description of nature's mysteriousness. Congratulations MOHIT MITRA January 20, 2026 at 12:43 PM Most gracious thanks, kind soul. If aught of Nature’s secret breath hath found true voice therein, the praise belongs to her, not me.