Wondering what life is about.
Will we ever know?
Will God ever show?
Do we die and wither away as the wind blows?
Is there a purpose for us even being here in the first place?
The answer is no,
In the most beautiful way.
We all have things that we want,
Will never make it to the other side when we lay in our grave.
I believe we should just love.
That every one of us spends our last minutes on Earth just,
Having a good day.
Before we forget it all as we flat-line into some sort of space…