I think therefore I exist?
Somewhere between happy and sad?
There’s a point where there is nothing to be found?
At this indescribable point
There is no sun and no moon?
As the day shifts timelessly still
Am I here?
The blue mood out of the grey
Pulls? Pushes? Stays?
The curtains were open all night
So the light grows
But nothing changes?
This endless state
Where did it come from?
Part of the sky?
Before the end of this question
Your not there
I came across this poem following a link a reader sent to me the other day. A cause for thought, I think.
Iain was dressed in his robe and kesa today. They said he had a smile on his face….