Sometimes I wonder,
Is the meaning of life akin to the rain falling on a hot summer’s day?
Is it the pastel sunrises and sunsets that colour our eyes daily?
Or is it when the sun falls, and the moon rises to light up the stars in the sky?
Perhaps it’s when a flock of birds wander beside you or two in synchronisation fly above?
Maybe we are here to witness all that is in unison
All that exists in creation
To breathe in these moments
To breathe with these moments
To breathe within these moments
Perhaps it is within wonder that we arrive at a moment of perfection, a moment where the question of the meaning of life itself seems irrelevant. Where the silence of the moment exists within. It is here there is no space for troubles or confusion, but a simple clarity. An ever-expansive clarity. All encompassing, all inclusive, the black, the white, the inbetween, but a clarity, a clarity indeed.
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