Life is an open book, as such there is nothing specific to read!

Life is an open book, as such there is nothing specific to read!

Life is an open book,

As such, there is nothing specific to read!

Life is an open book

As there is a constant movement without stopping for a moment.

Thanks to the letters, words, sentences and their imports,

That appear and disappear,

Suggesting different significances at different times.

Life becomes an exam,

If we get identified and entangled with the concepts & meanings

And get caught busy flipping through the pages of the book.

Resulting in sorrow, anxiety, guilty and remorse;

To name a few!

Just be aware that we are the paper, the substratum

The changeless entity, upon which all the letters, words, sentences

And their imports appear and disappear

Life is an open book,

As such, there is nothing specific to read!