Tuesday, 14 April 2015

A Beautiful Life

A mind full of thought symbolises intelligence,
contemplating the world and how it was made.
The view is amazing yet exist the incredulous,
the skeptical; the doubtful and those who mock fate.

Explain to me the bliss of blue morning skies,
the birds chirping and the whispers of the winds.
Explain to me why the sun will always rise,
and set in the evening; it majestically but slowly sinks.

Explain to me the ambiance of a summer day,
the trees breeze and sway in conversation.
Explain to me the way of the colours praise,
the moon and stars at night; such an elegant combination.

Explain to me why we smile; why we feel joy,
why we feel sad; why we can cry our tears.
Explain to me why we have a voice,
to display those emotions whether happiness or fear.

If life isn't a miracle; If what we see isn't a miracle,
then please explain to me what really is amazing.
Explain to me in your own words even if lyrical,
why there is always something new; something changing?

I believe our lives are the most beautiful things,
this world and everything that it contains.
I believe our lives are the reasons why everything sings,
from us; to birds and even the quiet winds.

1 comment:

  1. I don't know about miracle but I know one fine morning everything will make sense...