A Mysterious Mystery

Life is a continuous mystery.Deep,exotic, strange, completely alien yet almost familiar, moist with emotions, underlined with a secret fear.
Life, which makes us breath, which makes us understand, which makes us differentiate between right and wrong..
life, and such are its myriad hues, that it guides us, though leaving us equally confused.
When we ask ourselves, what is it that we want the most from life, everywish comes down to a kind of inner delight. Peace, that every soul longs for and still falls short, coz the river within never gets enough of anything, and hits onto the heart with ever rising force.


It did hit me, a strange thought it was ,
what if we get to know the secret mysteries of the earth?
The heat of the rising sun, the warmth of the desert,
the distress of a lonely heart or the longing of a lover,
the height of the highest and the depth of the lowest,
the washed basins , the plains and the deserts,
the sacred wish of a long lost pilgrim,the secret treasures of emotions limpid.
The wasted desires, the holy living,
a moist emotion,a beautiful beginning.
And as the list just went on and on,
I realised that the world has a never ending tone,
The Lord prioritised life, before priorities begun,
and thats why he signed us to be human.
The mysteries of the earth may never unfold,
but each one of us have a distinct role to play for sure.