ghazal

"the maze of life"


If endless aren't   the days of life
when might I muster   the praise of life?

while in its midst   feeling lost & dazed
what mind can fathom   the ways of life?

those few who've grasped   the elusive pearl
alone have burned through   the haze of life!

the mass like me   who are worse than fools
long sit dumbstruck   as we gaze at life!

now what accounts for how   Raphael
intones his pain   while he plays at life?

look Raphael!   what peculiar grace
must tug your soul   through the maze of life!