A Curious Mind W(o/a)nders

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Maiden called Life

The more I embrace her, the more she slips away,
The more I appease her, the more incensed she is,
The more I steer her, the more evasive she becomes,
Enigmatic, evanescent, teasing…

The farther I try to run away, the closer she comes,
The higher my abuse, the greater is her forgiving love;
And when I set her free, let go…completely,
There she stands smiling her undying smile…

Deeper and deeper I delve into her and further lost, adrift I feel,
More and more I unravel her and more mysterious her mysteries become…

This maiden called Life,
And the trifle of a lifetime to fathom her…


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