So I Must To... - Poem by Bullion Grey
I became aware of the big picture
and realised my participation as small as it is.
Then my experience here became pointless, meaningless,
from the view of the grand scheme.
So I stopped being so aware and
came back to this level of reality,
the little picture, to continue in this awareness.
I may seem pointless at some view,
but all have meaning
so I must to.
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