A Song

 

In no point,

we find the point

Suddenly everything matters

Now is what I have

I am the bow playing against the strings of a violin

I am the notes, resonating through air

Tuned to the love of life

Started as nothing,

waiting

Suddenly, profoundly there

Yet the song must end, 

the sound will stop

Inevitably I will be the sound that no longer exists all the same

So utterly human, meaning in no meaning

A melody to smile to

A melody to weep to

A melody to remember and fade to

Everything is okay

For all the planets and all the species and all the times

I am lucky

I am here

I have the gift of now

Experiences and feelings

A song

I define myself

I am the fleeting notes existing for a while

Utterly beautiful existence

Writing and playing my own song