What Is This Life? Poem by mamutty CHOLA

I often think what is this life of ours?
Not a single day is alike everyday is different
Life has many wonders hidden in self unknown to us
Nothing is in our control not even our own life
There are extremes; be it richness or poverty
We come empty hand and leave empty hand
No success is finale neither any defeat is decisive
No one ever gets all his desires fulfilled while alive
Success and failure, smile and tears are co-travelers
People fall in love and resolve to live together till death
But break ups, separation happen in people in love
We celebrate victory and mourn defeat while alive
Those who consider themselves invincible get defeat
We curse death the only truth in the whole world
Man comes and goes like flow of river from the life
The fame, luck, destiny and status all are transient
Nothing is permanent in this life except change in life
Like time youth never returns once gone in life
What is soul? From where it comes ? Where it goes?
Soul in the body is the proof of God in the world.
Yes life is a mystery.God has not created that faulty
Of mind in human beings to understand origin of God.
Mamutty chola