It’s not nihilism, there’s no point in fretting,
what will come, will come, I have no fear.
But still, with all this life that’s happening around,
there are questions to be asked, answers I want to hear…
What do you see when you put your eye on the distance?
When you put your ear to the horizon, what do you hear?
What do you feel when you push against the resistance of life?
Do you know, do you fear, what’s drawing near?
There are a lot of thoughts floating around in my head,
but none of them sound any alarms.
The world turns, the sun burns, tomorrow comes,
yesterday’s gone, and that’s life charm.
But how does it happen for you, do you feel that life falls upon you?
How does it come into your open arms?
How does it rise from the moon, these cool ideas?
Does it just fall from the sun, these thoughts of warmth?
I have no idea where it lives, where it sleeps,
and how does it feed, and upon what…
The meat can be tenderized, but that doesn’t mean it’s edible.
Does it eat at all? Then why does it kill?
Is it straight up murder, does it target both healthy and ill?
The moral dilemma is there for all to see, but is it credible?
I always thought I am a slave to my basic urges,
but never knew my master.
I want to go to the end, free as a bird,
but I’m nearing the grave only faster and faster.
I cannot fathom the immensity of the cosmos,
and evolution is stranger, wider and vaster
than any that has hitherto been entertained in the ranks of science.
I can make an educated guess, but I (like all) am not a forecaster.
And so I say to me, to you, to all that will listen,
live life full, be nice and understanding, and be great,
for we are only here in the now, not later.
So be your own master, for we have no other than our fate.
07/19.11.2020 © Daniel L. Raven [Count Daniël Luchies]
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