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