Things said
Things we forget
A cosmos full of silence
Governed by words
A cosmos full of people
Governed by what we say when we are alone…
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Breath!
A world full of life
Tuned for my existence
Without asking me!
Now I look at my phone
Trying to understand
But the stars do not care
I can listen to them
(Whispering…)
We are all here so that you can Be!
And still, you question us
You need reasons, explanations
In a world full of life
You do not take life for granted
But you question it
Believing that the rocks and the stars are dead
That there must be a special reason for Being
Enough!
Stop asking
Breath…
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Unique
Unique
Being for no reason.
Meant to be alone.
I sit alone.
Watch the trees.
What does Being mean?
If I am just here to live?
Soon the tree will grow.
And I will be no more.
Eternal things matter not.
If I am to just live. If I cannot hold the rain drops in my hand.
But I can sit by the shadow of the trees.
Have a rest. By the falling leaves.
Say nothing, and avoid the rain.
Experience what I should not see.
Nothingness. Standing still.
In a cosmos changing.
Embracing my own self.
Listening to the universe speak.
(You were meant to be alone)You are here to just live
(You are unique!)
Blessing the void world with things untold.
Poetic Philosophy 