Coming
to be.
Befuddling.
Matter
coming
together.
Congealing.
Spinning
up,
fabricating
life,
consciousness.
Bewilderment.
Contemplation.
Meaning.
Explanation.
Why?
Point?
Unfathomable.
Reason?
Can find
no reason.
Looking up.
Looking out.
Looking
deep
inside.
Nothing!
Personal
existence,
essence.
How to
explain?
No reason.
All,
that
fell into
place for
personal
existences.
Beyond
knowable,
understanding.
Boggles
the mind.
Miracle
of the
soul.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 8th, 2024 10:53
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 4
Comments2
Those miracles have always been within each of us John.
Andy
Yup. The miracle of life, heaven and hell all wrap up in one.
Thank you for reading Andy.
beautiful
Thanks
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