Come What May
the sun arises
so as not to surprise us
with freezing to death
mostly taken for granted
on this small circling planet
inertia reigns
within most things lacking brains
course remains the same
in daylight or deepest dark
be it stone atom or quark
things bend in the wind
time proven way to defend
avoid a dead end
better to guard what we've got
than contemplate a new start
not just the knowing
keeps understanding growing
often tis going
where all seems strange fresh and new
with unique truths to accrue
come what may or will
storm or unclimbable hill
pure fact or cheap thrill
despite all that is bygone
existence always moves on
Copyright © Ng Rippel | Year Posted 2022
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