The Faces of Lfe
“Life is a mystery. Everyone must stand alone.”
-Madonna
Life can’t be known in its entirety,
It seems to hide a part of its face,
We can’t mirror its race,
We climb on Hope's ladder.
Life is a mystery,
Missing pieces in puzzles,
We sojourn in search of them,
We're still far from the helm.
Life is a journey,
It’s end is out of sight,
We bask in today’s light,
Wake up in tomorrow’s gloom.
Life is a portrait,
Radiant yesterday,
Gloomy today,
We add our colours to conceal its blotches.
Life is a book,
Scripted by the unseen,
No one has seen its last page,
Not even the oldest sage.
Life is a river,
It meanders at some points,
Undetermined by us,
Determined by an unseen force.
October 23, 2023.
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