Contemplating

( a poem for when your mind goes searching )

We are all contemplating
Searching
Looking for answers we’ll never find
Why am I here?
What is the point?
Ask away, friend
But know that the answers are not out there
You get to choose
What is it you believe in?
Do you see clouds and fairies?
Or do you get a present?
Get centered
Tune in to the sand and sea
The waves and sun
Or out into the wilderness
Where no rock is ever found
I know what I’ll do
Get present, every time
To what is real
What is here, right now

Sophie Slosarczyk

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