Alone tired still calm but not serene
People are sick, people are dying, loved ones long neglected have died;
People are sick, people are dying, loved ones long neglected have died;
dreams pursued, others relinquished...
And life goes on.
People are living, lives are lead, challenges overcome,others avoided;
and I am left wondering… wandering through slippery musings,
simply wanting an answer to the why of it all…
When will my life start… or is this it?
What am I waiting for… what thing, person or epiphany?
Waiting for inspiration...
A reason to go on...
for the hidden principles and ideals in the spaces between aught, should, would, could, need, deserve….Karma.
Thinking perhaps falsely, that knowing the Why, I could be contented …
Alone tired still calm and seeking acceptance.
Will the blossoms lose their bloom before their essence is savored?
Will they be allowed to whither… merely yet dutifully, homogeneously replenishing the earth… or will nature allow them to be kissed…
their descendants carried across the garden?
their descendants carried across the garden?
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