A momentary truth, Of an eternal reality, And a constant juggle, Between perception and memory. A shadow gives a glimpse, Of the fleeting nature, Of this existence, Nothing remains forever, In the limited domain, Of this physical perception, Yet its essence stays, In some form or the other, In the boundless realm, Of this metaphysical memory.
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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