Life is thrust upon us long before we understand it
It unfolds slowly, giving rise to questions
What is life? I asked.
How do I live? I wondered
Why are all these things happening around us and to us? Everyone asked inevitably
But futile were these questions, we realised
For, Life just is!
The crooked question marks are hammered into a straight line
An exclamation mark takes birth
Life? becomes Life!!!
What a life!
Those thoughts we have,
Trying to make sense of the world, they were only a reality made up by those around us
For what is real?
What is! is real.
Oh what fools we were,
We thought we held it all together
In trying to open the rose bud, we damage it
In leaving it to bloom, given enough time, we are engulfed in its fragrance
The beauty of divine grace unfolds the rose, and the fragrance
Of life too.
Yet, we stumble and cry, only to realise that it’s but a scraped knee
A little bruise, healed in no time
We laugh and love, not knowing that in here lies our reality
Not knowing that our bliss seeks us more than we seek It.
We are guided silently, yet we take it for granted
As we realise the beauty of the journey of life,
We tilt our head back and exclaim
“Ah, What A Life!!”
At the end,
It matters not how much we moaned
It matters not how much we complained
It only matters how much we gave
It only matters how much we loved
It matters only how true we were
Above all it matters most that we were true to ourselves,
Only then, can we exclaim, in awe:
“Ah! What A Life!”
With a smile:)