Mystery

When alone

I go to the canvas, 

Aimlessly paint with beautiful colors, 

Careless strokes, 

But, to my surprise 

Colors give it a definite shape, 

It gets a life and a name.

In the middle, it makes me awake, 

When I open my eyes, 

I realize I have come out, 

Out on the highway, 

Oh, it's broad daylight, 

I am stuck in the traffic,  

No way to step back, 

No chances of moving forward.

Then what? 

Just stand quite, 

Stay calm and cool, 

Live in the moment and 

That's life.

Then the mysterious picture is complete...

The mystery is revealed.