The Song of Mystery

The song of mystery
that I don’t know

The misery it contains
that I know well
the being who lives in it
that I don’t know
the gift and joy it brings
that I know well.
It brings fear, worries, and jealousy
it also bring abrupt joy
Abundantly it gives each part
But then it has it’s own effect
Bad and good alike
that I know well.

Early morning surprises
Yet it always has prices
A tax everyone must pay
Old and young also pay.

Even the ancient don’t understand
Yet it is a song everyone must play
A tone you all must dance to
Yet they call it
The song of mystery.

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