Its supply is unlimited and extension is infinite
For that its roots can’t be traced back
What gives meaning to its existence
No one has comprehended it yet
Life consists of everything still owns nothing
It’s still a mystery that those who know it possess nothing
There is something in this nothingness
Is it worth to trace its top and bottom
To live with it is like living in heaven
To come back to it again and again
Is like a self-fulfilling prophecy
Some calls it Love some calls it Wisdom
What is the difference between the two when it’s one
What is the meaning of life when it’s meaningless
What is the definition of a word when it’s wordless
What is the beauty of a thing if it’s indescribable
To describe a person you need his past
To describe a place you need its location
To describe a thing you need its description
But how to describe that is ineffable
Give some words so that it can be matched better
But how to match something that has nothing to match
To give the shine to moon sun needs to have its own
To spread the charm of love one has to be in love with the infinite