Life
“Is life a mystery,
which so many want to sort?”
I once asked this question
and the reply was a retort:
“Woman, is it your mind that you have lost?
Time is of essence
Don’t waste on such a quest
Don’t squander what cannot be retrieved
Go on, don’t think of rest
There is no mystery
and, there is no puzzle
Life is a river
and each day a new bank
a new discovery
Sometimes, it’s pristine sand
Sometimes, dirt and water you can’t tell apart
But what you see each day
is not the same as last
Flow – the purpose of a river
Flow – the purpose of life
The very effort to stop the flow
can bring a flood
and spell doom
So, don’t stop to solve the mystery
Instead, just flow
And discover what life has to show.”
~ ©nehasri/Neha Srivastava
P.S. ~ This poem was published in 2016 in The Ibis Head Review. Usually I would write a new piece for all Prose challenges but I believe this is one of the biggest lessons I've learned in life. Most often we get caught in the web of life or stuck in situations which require us to simply go with the flow. Time is not just a great healer, it is also a great puzzle-solver. Sometimes what time shows us is way beyond our imagination.
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