All of life
Is confined within a single moment.
Despite that as it may sound
so small or insignificant.
It's indeed profound and eternal.
I imagine many that have come and gone,
in search of purpose and meaning,
over looked the simplicity of lifes beauty.
That is to simply exist.
Enjoying the whoas and woes,
the sinkings and risings,
as the tides of life come and go.
Not fighting or subduing
what is or isn't meant to be.
Complacent, content, and cohesive,
Just as the matter that forms us all.
Because ultimately,
nothing matters at all.
So here we are,
existing.
Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 11:10 AM UTC
All of life
Is confined within a single moment.
Despite that as it may sound
so small or insignificant.
It's indeed profound and eternal.
I imagine many that have come and gone,
in search of purpose and meaning,
over looked the simplicity of lifes beauty.
That is to simply exist.
Enjoying the whoas and woes,
the sinkings and risings,
as the tides of life come and go.
Not fighting or subduing
what is or isn't meant to be.
Complacent, content, and cohesive,
Just as the matter that forms us all.
Because ultimately,
nothing matters at all.
So here we are,
existing.
Can I exist with you?
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