Are we all just covering up....
Of our existence
What am I here for, why am I here?
What is "here"?
It's raining out, sweet and quiet
This soft purring being on my lap
And it never stops,
There are some who tell me
"Just BE here"
Some say, why so many questions?
"Enjoy the ride!"
Here's what I say -
I'm never going to stop asking the questions.
Without confusion there is no clarity.
Deep thoughts by Helen on a rainy and cold Wednesday summer night.