What Is It?
In the morning
When all is quiet
I sit alone outside
Under the stars.
Coyotes howl in the desert
But, they sometimes bark.
And once in awhile
A falling star falls.
Is there a meaning
To all of this?
The natural order of things?
Perhaps...
I sometimes doubt it
Things often are just
as they are
For us to witness.
Wondering about it
Makes no sense
Better, I have found
To just enjoy.
In the morning
When all is quiet
I sit alone outside
Under the stars.
Coyotes howl in the desert
But, they sometimes bark.
And once in awhile
A falling star falls.
Is there a meaning
To all of this?
The natural order of things?
Perhaps...
I sometimes doubt it
Things often are just
as they are
For us to witness.
Wondering about it
Makes no sense
Better, I have found
To just enjoy.
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