What meets the eye, And escapes the vision, What evades the vision, And catches the eye, Are all but versions of this reality, One blurred in memory, Another faded in cognition. A labyrinth of notions, An array of perceptions, Creating a chimera, In the minds of the observer, And he keeps deciphering, Pondering and contemplating, Trying to clear this illusion, Unravelling the layers, Removing the dust, Cleaning the stains, Of these blurred realities.
Here, on this earth, as a human, in search of the divine.
Deciphering life's purpose through the master's design.
Which in itself in an unsolved labyrinthine.
Unraveling the right path, through an incidental hint, or a situational sign.
Pure poetry, nothing else.
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After all, life's a play !!!
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