WE ARE

These days go by,
Witout rhyme or reason.
The sun rises as it sets
And has done forever so

Who are we to find a pattern
Some recognition of divinity.
It is our lot to believe,
To have faith when there is darkness.

Maybe the light will shine
And chase away demons.
Maybe you will find solace,
An atonement of sorts.

Or maybe we will fade away
Ashes evaporated to dust.

But this is the time we are given,
To live and breathe.
In pain we survive
To find joy in nothingness.

In us we build our world,
A house of twigs and castles of dreams.
We live in ourselves,
Complete in you and me.