Life is Paradoxical - indeed!
I know you have a deep quest for life
Sincerity, spares your soul from strife
The torn muscles, bound by a worn-out ligament
Until the right twist
Until the right moment
For your soul to break free from its joint
Until a scream wakes your core
From being dormant
Until that moment
Stay with patient!
Some things don't make sense
They are paradoxical
Some matters stay tense,
Some Dwell in sabbatical
Some thoughts remain dense
Until the matters are whimsical
Then, everything becomes "the way"
Or "the things" that seemed to matter
Will fade away....