journey


I wonder how to understand
The journey finding the meaning
Of every day’s mundane existence
And perpetual repetitiveness of cycles
That we are stuck in from the
Moment of birth
All the way to the death
I wonder what keeps people going
When there is no place to go
Or there is no way to find
Anything that would serve
As a point of reference
Even if reality feels
So solid and real
Behind the veil of which
There is nothing we can recognize
Or even fathom
How is it living in the world
That is a total mystery
Locked away from our senses
People manage to embark
On a journey and sustain
The living stream
Even when there is nothing
To hold on
We keep living
And keep dreaming
And keep dying
Without knowing
Why we are doing this

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