What is it about Life, portrayed
That answers seen to always evade?
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‘Nothing Matters!
Said One to Another,But it never happenedSince they had never really met,Except in the mindsOf one another,Or maybe on some imaginaryMovie set.Yes, ladies and gentlemen,(if there are any left?)Fiction plays sly tricksOn those,Who in reality are aloneWith loneliness,Far, far awayFrom whatever,Might be called, home.
I must plant things,
And flowers that make,Senses spring,It is that way,That I can know,I’m still alive,And want to go,To higher places,Where to grow,Things that can flower,In the rain,To help our lives,Feel less in vain,And as we grow,Feel less life’s pain.
One moon, One life, One earth
Conquer dreams, discover streamsNavigate oceans,Love all that’s goodIn good proportion,Life is a Miracle worth celebrating,A tender object of devotion.
As I breath,
Not losing sight,Of the Truth,Wishing that one dayMinds will have progressed enough,To know how to act,And what to chose,Remembering that Hope,Should always be,The last thing we lose.
Greatness is not in the eye of the beholder,
That from some living beings streams,Feeling compassion is not blindness,It’s the human passport, we redeem.
You can’t replace who’s gone,
You can’t cover the Sun,To accept your fate,Face a clean slate,Easier said than done.