Mesmerised

Inspired, we strive to seek answers to your enigma. The madness that entails little truth, yet who is to question. In skies that go past, time and time again, do we not see you. Your beauty and majesty befriend us every step of the way. The cloak of mystery is made visible to all, yet your favour lies amidst a few, whom you let see, more than what mere men do. In searching through you, are we not at an advantage than those without, for are there not many paths that lead astray and are not paths never the same. If we then, as you see, know little of what lies beneath, what joy is it to strike gold first, to climb the tallest before the others, to jump leaps into the dumbfounding abyss that is our prescribed way. Whoever said it was a race. Are not the first last and the last first. Are there wonders greater than the night sky studded with stars, the planets that lie and spin, in perfect harmony, with laws that let none otherwise.

L. Nazareth - Sept 2015