Floating Poem by John Prophet
Floating
Floating
I float.
I float
through
existence.
Watching things
floating by.
Swirling currents
move,
move
me along.
Dream like
I observe
what seems
to be.
Accepting
what I see?
Wondering.
Wondering
if deeper
realities
are in play?
Wondering
how
I came
to be?
Wondering
why
I came
to be?
Answers
elusive,
never to be.
I float forward,
forward to
conclusion
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