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The Mysteries Of Life...

Poeticnurse is a Student Nurse studying for her BSc at the university of Port Harcourt, Rivers State, Nigeria.


Sometimes I look at the lillies,
how they glow and how attractive they are,
they have no one to call mother
they have no one to call father,
they have no fortune, no closet, no shelter,
how they patiently wait to be fed
by the humming birds
and how they dance to the
music the wind sings.
I look at the birds,
how they roam about with no
thought for the morrow, yet,
they survive every storm.
I look at the grasses
and wonder how useful and nourishing it is
in the mouths of the lambs.
I look at childhood
how a child crawls
and find satisfaction with the breast of its mother,
These are mysteries that cannot be understood!
Then I look at adulthood (of which I am one)
and I get mad at knowledge!
its quest is expensive.
But only those who
barely understands these mysteries
enjoy the beauty in life.