Aging moves us closer to death, the biggest mystery of all.
Mortality says to us, 'None escapes me and all shall die'.
Youth is a pleasant experience, but it really has no fountain.
Sorrows cloud our plans but need not darken tomorrow.
Tomorrow follows today even if we are not here to see it.
Eternity looms mysteriously, but to Christians the veil opens.
Religion presents questions, mysteries, and uncertainties.
Yesterday is a yardstick that can lessen the mysteries of life.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written poem. Enjoyed reading it