I try to go artsy-fartsy. Fair Warning: Poetry, including free form, was always my worst subject in English. And now that I've typed it all, it shows.
A mystery is a wonderful surprise waiting to happen...
A mystery is for everyone's enjoyment. No one can claim ownership of a mystery.
A mystery shines bright when the world shares their awe and confusion.
A mystery blooms into its greatest beauty when someone solves it.
A mystery only brings wonder when it comes with the promise of an answer.
A mystery's answer is always beautiful, whether simple and elegant or intricate and detailed.
A mystery must always be free and in the open, no matter who fears what the answer might be.
A skeptic accepts the solution to a mystery, for the answer always leads to more mysteries to solve.
A skeptic does not lock mysteries in a vault like a fragile, useless bauble.
A skeptic nurtures openness and inquiry, so that both mystery and insight can thrive under the sun.