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In the stillness of a clear summer eve I gaze upon eternity's countless stars Amazed at the vastness of space Who am I on such a scale? What is living life? Where do I exist? Why am I here? When will we know? When? when... I exist for I live Or do I? Am I just a passing thought A slight indigestion A low wind Of an bored dreamless Being? Suffering from insomnia From the constant murmurs Of billions upon billions Of tiny souls voicing prayers Begging for mercy Pleading for blessings Asking for vengeance Billions and billions of sounds Twinkle into the heavens as stars Disrupting tranquility Disturbing balance Destroying cosmic tones of harmony Deluding truth Detesting self guilt for forgiveness When will we know? I close my eyes and sigh Blinking back at the twinkling of star dust That spirals waves of light Like beads of glass hope Shattering into shards of broken visions Stinging the sweat upon my face With wisps of coolness of night's air I sit up and stare back At the greatness of space When will we know... Happiness When I was a little boy I grasped my sisters hands When we would sing and dance in circles When the day was done and evening was fun When mom and dad would laugh together When neighbors came over to visit When friends joined the circle When dogs would jump and bark with joy When time was innocent and simple When life was easy as a smile When happiness visited us often When we knew love by being loved When we knew love ... When we knew.