Life

“Is life a mystery,

which so many want to sort?”

I once asked this question

and the reply was a retort:

“Woman, is it your mind that you have lost?

Time is of essence

Don’t waste on such a quest

Don’t squander what cannot be retrieved

Go on, don’t think of rest

There is no mystery

and, there is no puzzle

Life is a river

and each day a new bank

a new discovery

Sometimes, it’s pristine sand

Sometimes, dirt and water you can’t tell apart

But what you see each day

is not the same as last

Flow – the purpose of a river

Flow – the purpose of life

The very effort to stop the flow

can bring a flood

and spell doom

So, don’t stop to solve the mystery

Instead, just flow

And discover what life has to show.”

~ ©nehasri/Neha Srivastava

P.S. ~ This poem was published in 2016 in The Ibis Head Review. Usually I would write a new piece for all Prose challenges but I believe this is one of the biggest lessons I've learned in life. Most often we get caught in the web of life or stuck in situations which require us to simply go with the flow.  Time is not just a great healer, it is also a great puzzle-solver. Sometimes what time shows us is way beyond our imagination.

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