Life has no particular meaning
or meaninglessness
Life has no state of greatness
and it shouldn't have
Life should've pains
and occasional joys
Life shouldn't  be stagnant
its just a journey
almost an aimless journey
reaching and non reaching
have same worth
Standing at starting point
or reaching thus far away
or crossing the horizon
are all the same
And then the blinding
brightness will blind one
when those infinite eyes will open
wide,  unable to close.
Pain will retreat in disappointment
One will keep moving as infinite joy.