Life seems to be
A series of unanswered questions
Being served over and over again
And the answers don’t really seem to matter
What matters is that the questions are allowed to be there
And deeply lived
For the answers remain hidden
In an endless potential of mystical possibilities
The questions are only there to make this clear
To live the question without answer
Is to live the endless possibilities …
The mystery of life
In the end
One can only love
(In) its endless embrace …
❤
Katy Pylyser 20-08-2018