Reality 02 Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

The sun rises, whether you watch or not.
Time moves forward, never asking permission.
A flower blooms, then wilts,
its beauty not measured by its length.

People leave, some slowly, some all at once.
Memories fade, but their weight remains.
Laughter echoes in empty rooms,
shadows stretch where footsteps once fell.

You breathe, you exist,
not in stories or dreams, but here.
Reality does not wait to be
understood-
it simply is.