Mystery

We walk through mysteries,

The unknowns drizzle in our path.

We walk as if through woods,

Calm and serene superficially

Though it has its own voice

Which is the subtle murmur in silence…

We try to decipher the puzzles,

Forgetting that some are to be revealed

By the master revealer - 'time',

And we are to wait, just wait!

And some are never to be revealed,

But to be concealed forever.

Every moment is not to be resolved,

But to be lived.

Sometimes you just need to believe,

And believing without knowing

Makes you embrace life as it is,

With all the charm and charisma-

As the sun seeps in through the canopy shy,

And with all the mystery - the woods

Allure us and persuade us to walk more…

Enigma of life persisting all along.