born young and die old, wondering
what is yet to be inside the unknown,
life flows like the wind in silent gusts
coming out of nowhere... blowing us
from one side of awareness to the side
about which we know nothing... we
eliminate our fears when sleeping
yet they are restored when awake...
understanding only that which we
need to understand for the next day,
tending to the gardens of those who
came before not as ancestors but as
travelers from another world... from
a different time, letting us know we
are pawns in a universe of species
not so tolerant of our ignorance's.
May 16, 2023
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