Life and meaning...

Like my thoughts I die and am reborn each day- Rumi

Each night lost

I cry myself to sleep

It makes no sense

This world

It makes no sense to me

I see people

Chasing after things

All day long

They scurry from place to place

Money

Power

Things

More

More 

More...

I lie awake 

I see the walls

The roof

The things

In my room

They are just things

And the world

Makes no sense

I fall asleep 

Weary...

I awake

Weary...

The same walls

The same room

The same things

-

And then it happens

My meaning

A dark eyed

Angel

With dark curly hair

And sleepy eyes

Steps into my space

And with her comes

The scent of heaven

And light

So much light...

My heart cracks open

And my eyes tear up

She is beautiful

And it all makes sense again

Life

And meaning

Begin 

With love

And for me

Bug is love-