From where does knowledge and wisdom spring?
Where does one learn to dance and sing?
From where do answers of lifes' tradgedies lay?
Will they be found during my life time?
Where is my once known strength?
From what source of energy does it come...?
Is the solution I seek close or at further length?
When does one know which road to turn?
When should one care , show concern?
How often I sit and ponder this,
Life is a question and somewhat a myth!
One travels can be only in one direction,
one step and than another each in succession.
Our destination is blurred from mans polluted thoughtlessness. No wonder our lives purpose should seem as but a myth!
Uncertainties, uncontrolable atmosphere, broken stairways, broken locks.
No security fround here among man's walking plots.
Ponder this I do everyday , I pray and pray that I will not become on of this worlds' prey,
for many fall into lifes' mythical traps each day.
A myth my life may seem to be, questioning it makes one think and pray that soon it's mystery will be solved one day!
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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