To Grasp All The Mysteries Poem by Mohammad Younus

To grasp all the mysteries,
of life and the universe,
Is just like trying to hunt words,
to express meaningless meanings.

Death is just a meaningless word,
but we gave it an impossible potential.
An impossible truth itself is a perfect poem.

Why did we create the word death,
when we all live forever,
In a life circle!
Until the final trumpet blows?

Even when the sun shines not at night,
it doesn't mean,
it has died forever, impossible.
On its orbit it continues revolving,
Law of nature!
Until the final trumpet is blown.

We lack the words to express life,
though that's impossible.
We forever have hope,
to know the meaning of life,
even for the impossible,
one must hope to know.

MyKoul