The more we refuse mystery
The more we feel responsible for our failings.
The sense of the wrong we did
is a constant distraction
to commit ourselves
in the mystery of the present moment.
Do not turn your back to the mystery.
Mystery is real.
(This was published by me in Micropoet under the name of my beloved mother Genova Maaa who passed away at the young age of 38. I published for a long time under this second name. i write to keep her memory alive as long as i live) .
Let the mystery unravel the secrets of life. Acceptance is key to happiness. beautiful poem 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems with unique pics speak together, cool