BEING

Our being, not the birthed human, will never have an end

We come to this place and time; so this life, we can transcend

 

Our essence, will go on in perpetuity; so we always will exist

Why this short existence, why this earthly place; this is our gist

 

To what end, must we as humans; this mortal life, thus undertake

To find a hidden meaning, or some incontrovertible difference make

 

We are conceived here, so we can leave our mark; to our ambitions chase

And so to love, to care, to learn; but above all, this creation to embrace

 

So throughout our existence as humanity, we must strive

Help each other to subsist, to prevail, and so to thrive

 

Then, when our time arrives, we ascend to live forever

To contemplate, refresh and nurture our endeavour

 

We shed our human being, to then become celestial

Where we live among the cosmos, no longer a terrestial

 

So we join the souls that have preceded us; not as our curse

But a covenant, creating this never ending, always expanding universe

BOEMS BY JA 457