How does God spend his time?
Observing Humanity manifesting itself?
‘I am not here to entertain your dreams;
Unless, they are in fusion with mine, ' He says.
We sacrifice our lives upon the altar of Impossibility:
Epistemic questions with no answers.
Nothing matters! —we are dissipating as a vapour...
Neither good nor bad—equal is the life's equation:
The time wasted in apathy, is almost close to blasphemy.
That state of neutrality between fire and death,
That segment of life in the middle:
What should we call it? —Does it serve any purpose?
Is it a preparation for passing into another life,
Far more superior than this? That vague fantasy of Heaven...
A vague eternity of nothingness...to knowing not
Wherefrom you come and where you go—
That must be the ultimate agony!
Life is only meaningful through the heart's lenses of love:
Love! —is the light which beautifies the darkness!
You are free to be whoever you are!
You are free to escape the cage of preconceived enslavement:
To inhale the life, and exhale into the atmosphere
The chemical compounds of your being:
You are free to write upon this planet
The cardiogram of your beating heart!
But the breeze breathes the agonised human-souls;
The oxygen does not suffice to harmonise
Their smouldering yearning, and they sink
Into an inundation of unspoken words, and worries:
Survive in insufficiency, and break their wings
In a tentative of flight: —they are the extinguished souls
Before an everlasting sunset: the lonely human-souls
Carrying their stone-crosses all their lives,
With pious eyes ever wondering at the two spheres of the sky:
How each day, and each night, the Sun and the Moon
Lead them unpredictably, to the place where they drop the crosses
A powerful and beautiful write on life and death. Yes, love is the light that beautifies the darkness. Very well composed and conveyed.10
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Life is only meaningful through the heart's lenses of love: Love is the light which beautifies the darkness. You are free to be whoever you are; You are free to escape the cage of preconceived Enslavement; to inhale the life, and exhale Into the atmosphere the chemical compounds of your being: .....so touching and true. A strong composition on life and death. Gorgeous one.10