We know so much,
And yet so little,
As many Mysteries,
As Spheres,
That turn around
Without colliding,
While we wonder,
Who conducts
Their silent gears?
But the biggest
Mysteries of all
Are,
Love and Life,
For we know not
What
The Miracle of Love
Is all about,
Nor what we're,
Doing here,
As life,
Goes in and out
From this,
Our blessed, Sphere.
Absolutely, dear Sandra, We Know Nothing, We know Not A Thing but never forget that we know all things as Love is a many splendoured thing this love is indeed The Miracle of Love blessed by heaven above I am sorry if my words are not perfect and I do not mean to correct the love and life is as wondrous beautiful I am you forever grateful...........................thank you so much for sharing these wondrous beautiful words. A 100/100 Marks for the voting.
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Life and Love are two most used subject. Countless words have been written about them. Still the mystery is there that always urges the writers to think and create book and poems.............. Great, dear Sandra..................