A Mystery of Life

September 2, 2020



Looking at the stars seeing the conundrum
This is the fate of all earthlings at this spot,
And knowing that everything around us is random,
That we won’t be saved from our evil rock.

It's not easy being a mortal creature.
To know in advance, there is no salvation
Even if you live here for a hundred ages
Alas, your trace will be forgotten in deterioration

The years will fly by like clueless moments
And in a while, you will be a gray-haired man
My head is still full with many phony doubts
And there’s a cry from ignorance as well.

As if an evil inevitability
Walks around nearby
Reminding me of my perishability
That I won’t be young for a long time.

I am eaten by thoughts and by trouble:
How to build a life without knowing the world?
I am swallowed up in one doubt:
What am I living for? What is my verse for?

There are no answers, but guesses are the endless sea
And with this knowledge, I need to live
To have a Consciousness is grief and woe
It's so hard through life with it to swim!

My judgment always yearns for knowledge
To get the answers to all ‘whats?’ and ‘whys?’
How difficult it’s to convey to my mind:

‘Such answers you will never find’

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