“The important thing is to not stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existence. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery each day.” – Albert Einstein
The tree so still
with its pine needles
catching sunrays lazily.
The stream below it trickling steadily;
will it ever run out of breath?
Will the tree touch the sky?
Will love unlock our hearts?
The eternal flow, slow or fast,
in harmony, the magic dance of life.
The mid-afternoon scent, the invisible net,
droplets of air like pearls decorating the universe.
The mystery keeping us awake.