Intriguing Mystery

Humming of endless mystery Life glides down noiseless Like a trail running into the dark With thick drapes drawn down What is anticipated, rarely happens What is dreamed, never even half realized What occurs, never in advance sighted What is sighted, not fully understood Struck upon the verge of mysteries Clueless we stay, placing our hands On the door latch of mysteries Which we are never able to open or enter Life began in hideous mystery And it will end up also in mystery Know that much is beyond our grasp And not every puzzle is intended to be solved Is it not foolish to raise a thunder storm By beating hard upon a drum? So probe less and accept life That unfurls in its natural sequence!