The Riddle of Life
Birth and death, a mystery profound,
Whose hidden truths are never found.
When calamity strikes, dark and cold,
A thousand questions still unfold.
Fate and stars begin
to stray,
Their promised paths now fade away.
The meaning of life seems torn apart,
A shadow falls across the heart.
Karma’s wisdom starts to shake,
Faith itself begins to quake.
Before blind hate, pure peace will fall,
And terror’s voice may drown us all.
Yet storms will pass, and calm will stay,
These troubled times shall fade away.
The world’s strange ways we cannot know,
Its hidden truths
refuse to show.
To chase such riddles is in vain,
They bring us nothing but only pain.
So let us stand against the wrong,
Defeat the evil that appears strong.
Then live our days in calm release,
That all the world may dwell in peace.
