Everything is falling apart
In silence, but firmly.
I don’t understand
And, decided not to understand.
For in nature, a tiny creature like me
Plays only a fractional game
Without experiencing the whole.
Scathing illusions render me helpless
That glittering life is but eternal choice,
Until in wholeness I dissolve my mind
Never will I grasp the truth that oneness is the only choice.
I care not to know the reasons
Because in pain,
I still wish things be pleasant
Everything comes and goes,
In nature’s dictation
The wholeness completes the cycle.
Barren and pricking at times
Yet, this is but a mystery
I often wonder since decades ago
Of what becomes of mankind in dissolution?
I fear for the worst long long ago
Before I realised
It’s always there by my side.
Rarely departs without grief
For I know, we know not
In the wholeness of life
We are but only a fraction.
So what matters?
Whether it becomes or not,
In death, life blossoms eternally.
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