We are all children of the moon, restless, wandering in primordial light
We are all children of the moon, restless, wandering in primordial light,
Oscillating in pure light that carries us beyond time, like a lost dream,
We come from an undefined nowhere, without a destination on the maps of the universe,
We just shimmer, without reason, without purpose, in the silent dance of snow stars,
This is our beauty, our grace that embraces the unknown,
We never truly know who we are and we do not care to find out,
We succumb to oblivion, floating in an ocean of nothingness and void,
Without finding any reason to exist, lost in unanswered questions,
We do not know what anything means, but we never care about this truth,
For as we are, we shine like the eternal diamonds of infinity,
In a cosmos that embraces us and soothes us with its profound mystery,
We lose ourselves in the flow of time, in a silent poetry of ephemeral existence.
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Dan Enache
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