Everything falls in place at one point or another.
We are mere spectators of this spectacular display of myriad colours and emotions which is to a epic proportions, epic, actually, is a too small word to describe it.
The agony, the pain, the misery, the loneliness, the isolation, the despreration
The joy, the sorrow,the pleasure. Its all ment to be, but, in the end it all falls in place.
The purpose is beyond human mind,
The journey is beyond human endevours,
The destination is undisclosed but certain,
Eventually paving way for everything to fall in place.
It’s a very large canvas that we tiny humans paint,One bit at a time, One row a period, one line an event,
Bit by bit step by step….eventually it all falls in place.
And when it does falls into place, quiet a few of us are lucky enough to see it fall in place, to see how magnificent the end result is!
Every life a master piece
Every bit, every moment a purposeful stroke
Every failure, every success a contrasting meadow of colours
Every life a breath taking piece of work.
Cause eventually everything will fall into place.
Joy in hues of pink and red,love and hate in a contrasting interplay of black and white,sorrow in a grey,hope and aspirations in green and purple and yellow,
Eventually every life more complex than a Picasso.
Eventually.
