Poetic Philosophy

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.