Answers From The Unquestionable.
One may find me meaningless.
One may find me overflowing with mysteries;
mystique mysteries that one can never and never have
taken an exploration to uncover
Their unfathomable grandeur.
Well, I can be amicable, affable, benevolent, lavish and
anything that one may think of as ‘cordial’.
I can crush and choke the life out of you if I want,
I can express love; help you find love.
Though, after all, that man has made,
which is of but a trifle, I still continue to
Marvel them; continue to make them go erratic
finding answers. Finding answers - a futile endeavour.
I do not have a body, am not embodied. Formless.
But I have a persona, a persona so scrambled,
as ancient and as primordial as the gods, that
not even the greatest of minds can decipher.
I am Infinite, even though time is finite.
Or should I say, “ I am Time?”
Nevertheless, when time becomes fatuous, of naught,
I take a new form.
Darkest of the corners men live in; T’is undeniably
unforgivable that I make them to.
Yet, so live the men of the dark, in light, victorious,
indifferent about me lurking in the shadows,
tranquil, not to aid, but to plunge, to break them,
to engulf them into the unending.
Verily, I say to you, I can be a tragedy, a catastrophe.
As yet, I appear to you; malicious and deceitful.
But lend your ear, I will be astonishing
as the stars and unimaginably stunning when
you see me from your inward.
I am the air you respire;
the crystalline beads you perspire.
I am the elixir that courses through your veins,
I am the Infinity within you that reigns.
I am, indisputably, indeed, Life.