I couldn’t hear a word being spoken,
As I stared at the setting sun,
Until they shook me out of my thoughts,
I kept wondering even then,
Why it is what it is,
Till when it is and why it is,
The way it is as it is,
Everything that is under the sun,
Everything that the moon shines upon,
Everything that breathes and doesn’t,
Everything that includes us all.
But I say nothing to them,
I smile is all,
Shaking my head,
I let myself breathe is all.