BEAUTIFUL MYSTERY

Do we record our endless thoughts that we think when we wake,
On the bases of reality of life that gives and take.
Do we remember how the hurt felt; the pain of misery struck,
how the joy of forgiveness erase and endless smile stuck.
Do you remember how the tears of hurt drips with so much hoarse,
And how the past is forgotten full of remorse.
Do we recognise the hug that hurts and how heartbreak feels,
The friendly hand that makes and how true love heals.
Do we recall how test and challenges of life breaks us,
And how our strive to overcome makes us.
Do we reminisce how the cost of betrayal was a cheap bargain,
And how we learn to move on and to build trust again.
 Do we remember how finding true love was so rare,
And how faith and trust erase every atom of our fear.
Do we remember how hatred creeps; the world roves in greed,
And how true care stood as we sang the rhyme of love in a creed.
Do we remember the obnoxious past; the wrong turns and harsh choice,
And how we live to learn and speak with the right voice.
Do we remember the road not taken; the choice not made,
And how we finally understood that life is a beauty that will never fade.
Do we recall the intriguing fear of death; the shadow it looms with,
And how hope of heaven was the life in us; the spectrum of miracle it shines with.
Do we now know not to forget life is a beautiful mystery our minds can never understand,
And how gospel of its gift of abyss and bliss intertwined.