Sep 2018
What are we, but a simple vessel?
A stopping place for something bigger than we could ever know.
You see the flesh and hear the sound of my heart, but do you feel the passion that burns within?
We live with borrowed time, time that slips away if one is not careful.
Will you stand out in the rain or let the snow fall upon your face?
Can you understand the maps of the stars or how the moon cannot live without the sun?
Do we truly understand what we are, when there are galaxies and worlds unexplored?
How complex is the human mind, when even the vast oceans are left un-examined?
When thinking of everything there is yet to understand, will we ever know what we are?
A stopping place for something bigger than we could ever know.
You see the flesh and hear the sound of my heart, but do you feel the passion that burns within?
We live with borrowed time, time that slips away if one is not careful.
Will you stand out in the rain or let the snow fall upon your face?
Can you understand the maps of the stars or how the moon cannot live without the sun?
Do we truly understand what we are, when there are galaxies and worlds unexplored?
How complex is the human mind, when even the vast oceans are left un-examined?
When thinking of everything there is yet to understand, will we ever know what we are?
This may not make any sense, but it's something on my mind and something I have felt the need to share.
There are so many questions in the world and some I'm afraid will never have answers brought to light.
There are so many questions in the world and some I'm afraid will never have answers brought to light.
