“Life”


We make waves and raves
About empty, forgotten caves
And forget the open spaces
Laid out in front of our faces;
We flounder and wander
Through forests over yonder
And question the gods
About this and that–and us;
Then, we snivel and wiggle
And wonder why we’re here.
Ah, we discard the real essence
Of the things we feel and see
And conclude that this is all
For naught and for nothing
When, in fact, this is everything!

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