The nature of life’s riddle
One cannot measure
There is enough to fuddle
And repent at leisure
When pleasure ceases to attract
Yet you experience it
A matter of fact
To hold you steady, not drift
When fame is no longer the urge
Yet you continue to perform
A control to your splurge
Becomes a time for self-reform
When struggle appears to block
Yet becomes your way of life
You get solid as a rock
Find answer to obstacles rife
When feelings don’t hold back thought
Your speech as free flowing as water
You get over all the wars you fought
Gain power of mind over matter
When the goal remains limitless
On the road to freedom
You light up the darkness
Give no chance to boredom
With scars from life inevitable
When you never stop to heal
You give life to the incapable
To stand up, not kneel
When knowledge becomes insufficient
You look into the lives of those around
To realize enlightenment
And make up for the lost ground
The nature of life’s riddle
If you now understand
Is hard to battle
Making it undoubtedly grand
© Venkat
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