Days,
They come and they go
Does anyone stopped to think?
Have they really wanted to know.
Have you ever just sat down and contemplated, thoughts and ideas that have
been created?


When a birds song is sung do you hear a rhaposdy,or a sweet song of life,
like a beautiful melody?
Do you really listen and feel its vibrations,
and then ponder the meaning of life and all its creations?


There are so many things out there left unexplained.
Imangine a world long ago, are we simply what has remained?


Perhaps you believe we are merely pieces of sand, like identical grains
sifting through nature's mysterious hand?


Where are we sent to next, and do we ever travel ?
The answer is like a puzzle.
Something we must each unravel.

 
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