Mystery

Mystery: /ˈmɪst(ə)ri/. A religious truth known by revelation alone. (Merriam Webster dictionary) 

Here I stand, 
between the two eternities,
of past and future tense
in a spec of time
Sublime.

What to do with this life of mine?
Like an hourglass;
I wonder how much sand is left?
Bereft.
I breathe my soul away,
to the afterlife,
wherein my deeds await,
their fate.

I fear a bitter harvest,
so I stay awake at night,
planting seeds of every kind,
am I behind?

What is the purpose of our lives?
Think.
Is it to gather all the toys?
And he who has the most ones wins?
Or is it to build a house of cards,
Then see it scattered by the winds?
Whims.

So here I stand,
wondering,
pondering,
questioning,
looking to my origins,
in search of my destination.
Who am I?
What am I?
And who is it that I shall be?
Mystery…

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