LiFe

ONE word,
The World.

The One Question,
No One Answer.

A zillion variables,
Nothing ever certain.

A string of individual moments,
Bound by allotted time.

A struggle, an instinct, a dream, a lackadaisical chore.
A passion, a pain, a chimera, a heaven.

One huge mass, a big bang
An endless expansion, creation and destruction.

A Surrealistic harmonic dance,
Rhythm reverberating pace. 

A concoction of the elements, 
A random combination and lo! Behold!

Life, life everywhere,
An urge to survive, to learn, because it is there.

Past, present, future,
Ideas, thoughts, and more to pour.

An end? A random end?
What does this serve it all in the end?

Another question, but it’s just the same.
All are essentially the same.

The one question,
No one answer.

It won’t change.
It’ll always remain the same.