Intriguing Mystery Poem by Valsa George

So probe less and accept life That unfurls in its natural sequence! ..................well, there is good probing and bad probing. because i didn't do enough good probing, i flunked out of college. [no regrets] because i DID enough bad probing i spent six months in jail. ha ha. i was kidding on the latter note. Is it not foolish to raise a thunder storm By beating hard upon a drum? .....i agree, though i never tried it. the poem IS filled with poetic and mysterious, if not widely-accepted, wording. i like the poem, but it seems it could allow believers-in-it to be irresponsible and lackadaisical****. [like me sometimes] bri :) **** lack·a·dai·si·cal ˌlakəˈdāzək(ə) l/ adjective adjective: lackadaisical lacking enthusiasm and determination; carelessly lazy. a lackadaisical defense left the Spurs adrift in the second half synonyms: lethargic, apathetic, listless, sluggish, spiritless, passionless; careless, lazy, lax, unenthusiastic, halfhearted, lukewarm, indifferent, unconcerned, casual, offhand, blasé, insouciant, relaxed; informal laid-back, easygoing, couldn't-care-less I was lackadaisical about my training

This is so poetic and wise- -a difficult combination for most poets to handle. You have it down pat- -your poetry flows through the philosophical lines providing imagery and rhythm and the sense of mystery you are writing about! ! - - - - - - - - - - - - Struck upon the verge of mysteries Clueless we stay, placing our hands On the door latch of mysteries Which we are never able to open or enter- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Most excellent write, deserving a million 10's!

accept life, accept all lives :) , all the garden... breath existence, the moment of present. I remember Bohr said the position and direction of an electron can't be read at a time, so this is furl if I am right. I am blessed when I read this poem, it is very soft and peaceful like sunlight in January

A thunder storm! ! Thanks for sharing.

Clueless we stay, placing our hands On the door latch of mysteries Which we are never able to open or enter- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Valsa, it is writing like this, topics like this, and wisdom like this that separates your poetry from the crowd. So fluid, so strong, so determined not to flinch- - the perfect soul to look unflinchingly at life. Outstanding write- - 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

The last two lines are true wisdom! Life is a revelation. Just watch its blossoming every second all around. You are turning very philosophical these days! First it is about pranava, then about the taste of the potion of life and now into profound wisdom! (10)

A wise philosophical poem and a beautiful one like most of your poems. To quote from the poem- - Life began in hideous mystery And it will end up also in mystery Know that much is beyond our grasp And not every puzzle is intended to be solved

It's a great poem, to really enjoy the good comments there must be a bad comment, it's life. I appreciated your poem not as a friend but as a reader, I found it a thoughtful poem.