Absence of light is not dark.
And in dark one cannot see is not true.
Threat is there
Death threat is more there.
In death no body knows
where to go and where not to go
from the very begining to the end.
Not getting answer is not mystery.
Mystery is what we see what we
touch what we smell.
Mystery is we all are here
at this time in this light.
Mystery is not dark not death
But the very birth
Where you find only absence of light.
I love this poem Gajanan, its wonderful! Mystical. Love and Light Kasia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem. Loved it.