What Happens
I don’t know what happens it just does.
The simple explanation is only because.
I don’t think it’s because of what I know.
I just plant the seed and watch it grow.
I become a part of everything that I see.
They join together to become part of me.
Sometimes I wonder, I want to understand,
I’m not all that certain if I even can.
The sun rises up to start this new day.
Nothing remains the same it is different today.
I see this puzzle before me not yet complete.
The pieces are found in everything I meet.
As the day goes by the pieces join together.
I float through life as light as a feather.
I don’t have any answers, I just see.
I become a conduit for what can be.
The day comes to a close I take another look.
I see if there is something I might have mistook.
All of these pieces become a part of a whole.
They live in my heart and also in my soul.
The night arrives and darkness prevails.
It all stops like a ship without its sails.
I lay my head down and go to sleep.
I dream of everything that I did meet.
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