These two kind of go together so I'm posting both. ***** Naked and Alone (i) this life is cry, fly, die. helpless you come, helplessly you go (for who can stave off death?) (ii) we have all come here naked-- needing nothing but a belly-button blood supply and maybe a mother's tender breast; feeding while cradled in love. we will all go out alone, taking nothing, not even our bodies, leaving to our survivors only the burden of all our accumulated "wealth." between, we struggle so; forgetting our early easy innocence ignoring our future forced frugality; tell me, where is the reason in this? ----- Remember the Lilies and the Birds We are the blessed ones for we know that we will die we can relax in our knowing lose the stress, stifle the sigh. We need not put up store for tomorrow or next year as mortal flesh we have no reason not to live our lives in cheer. For we might see in mortality a gift beyond all grace for in it is exposed the folly of our rat-race. What rot! what waste! to work away our bliss! our lives are not for sweat and toil, it's for joy alone that we exist!
Enjoyed the first one mucho, specially that part (ii) section. I like the pointless existence, the lack of reason. I’m not big on being told what to do and living up to a standard. This life, world, god, collected conscious, or whatever other intangible can throw what it wishes at me, and I’ll do what I do with the same lack of explanation. Touché!
Thanks. I'm still not sure if I want to keep the part (i) in there, it wasn't originally a part of that poem, just a seperate little idea; i think i mostly liked the first line of it so decided to keep it. Anyways, glad you liked
