Wandering wondering

Once as outlook seemed demeaning
I pondered life’s varied meaning
Only one thing I wished to be gleaning
The simple answer of why

I was near full to bursting a seam
Then as if by heavenly beam
The answer was great to a dream
One that made me feel as if to fly

See, as I wandered the day
There on the road lay
Some sort of fey
Whose life came to a stop

My mind seemed to tarry
And though understanding may vary
I think it’s kinda scary
That even a fey can flop

This answer a divine source must have sent
That from above must have lent
A sight of a precious life callously rent
An oh so powerful truth

Now some might consider this a creation of the mind
For me this is how I the excellent answer find
In truth the answer isn’t always oddly signed
The truth is actually oh so common

The fact is that great and small
The most precious is lost to the call
None are immune from passing that wall
Why worry about death even when life is freshest?
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