Imagine traveling for miles and miles
walking in and out of life happening
one goes west where another goes south
one chooses life and gets death.
another doesn’t choose and time goes on.
We think we are so clever.
“Eureka! I know what to do now!”
and yes its true we do.
but for one that’s been through this and that.
and never pauses to take stock of it all.
they would whistle.
but if you trapped the wind in a jar.
it would be quiet.
drop its jaw in awe.
life in depth is simply complex.
it’s sometimes best to sit and watch –
the magic unfold.
nothing really matters, bohemian rhapsody. so do the things that matter.