The fiat
Another day gone
As the age is getting longer
Life is getting shorter
Nature is mystical
Holding key close to her bosom
Helplessness writ large
On all that exists
Came, lived and gone
Strange fun!
Questions galore
But no answers
Mist and the void continue
The destiny rules
Who is He? or She?
Creator and destroyer of all
Appearing only through the fiat
Ruling the universe, unseen
Making happy and sad
Through the moments
Striking wonders and awe
Why? For the sake of it?
Strange! But real.
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