Momentary sunshine of a clueless mind.

There are colors limitless, unbound...
And the eerie silence's sound;
Work on I , all around,
Some things lost, something found.

For what maybe, I tend to sway,
Oblivious to the games people play;
I still love life, come what my way;
The autum noon, the burning may.

I take my my chances; to myself, true
Its okay, if it doesnt all come through
Forever in the know, that every moment is new
With one true faith: life gives whats due.

And on the road to the destiny divine,
It shall be truth that shall be mine
Times demand that I flex the spine,
For only then, the truth shall shine

And then I get the eerie feel
What may not seem that very real
For all the wit, application and zeal
May not, the soul, heal.

And then one may with some dismay
See some meaning in the pointless play
As the truth unravels with pain, as it may
That the path itself is the destiny, hey ! ;) .