What a world in which we live
Sometimes i look up to the moon
And find a vision of us here now
This is what we are, moving along
On this spot, at this time
On this planet, under the moon
What then is out there somewhere?
Who could be thinking the same?
Under what stars do other souls move along?
Our planet never truly sleeps
Only breathes with the sun
And so do we
Why do we move this way?
To what are we moving?
What are we doing?
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A Peek Behind The Veil
PoetryA collection of poetry that takes a deeper look at life experiences.
