The Unseen Mysteries of Life’s Tapestry

I walk the paths I think I know,Where sunlight dances, soft winds blow.The trees, the sky, the river’s bend,Familiar sights, like an old friend. But beyond the veil of what I see,Lies a world of quiet mystery.The unseen hands that shape the morn,The whispers of seeds not yet born. A bird in flight, so free,…

I walk the paths I think I know,
Where sunlight dances, soft winds blow.
The trees, the sky, the river’s bend,
Familiar sights, like an old friend.

But beyond the veil of what I see,
Lies a world of quiet mystery.
The unseen hands that shape the morn,
The whispers of seeds not yet born.

A bird in flight, so free, so high,
Yet hides its struggles in the sky.
A stranger’s smile, a fleeting glance,
A hidden story, a second chance.

The seen is bright, it calls my name,
But the unseen hums a softer flame.
It speaks of faith, of love, of grace,
Of things that time cannot erase.

So I walk with wonder, eyes wide and clear,
For both the seen and unseen are here.
Life’s tender threads, both bright and shy,
Weave the tapestry where dreams lie.

@nandasagec manisha nandan

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Responses to “The Unseen Mysteries of Life’s Tapestry”

  1. shivatje

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    Aum Shanti

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