Existential State of Being
Universe so great and wide
Can barely feel myself inside
In this great scheme am I an ant?
What is the purpose, rhyme or reason
For the changing of the seasons?
And can you tell me why it rains
For days on end
Is it a trend?
Will I find out around the bend?
Or will my search be never-ending
The walks of life be aimless wandering
Never knowing up from down
A happy smile or sullen frown?
And will it even really matter
If I never know the answer
No use to wonder
Or moment to ponder
Should haves would haves
May haps could haves
What´s done is done
No turning back
The hands of time
I can´t rewind
So even if I am unsure
The point to keep in mind is this
Right here and now, this very hour
Is all I have and all there is.
Copyright © Carolina De Las Salas | Year Posted 2013
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