Yes, Simply Gaze Even Without A Thought Poem by RIC BASTASA

do not tell me
art for art's sake

everyone has a
purpose
everything exists
for a reason

absurd is absurd
and it cannot be
understood

we did not meet
at random
the plan planned
it

why this day?
what that night?
why this moment?

i am not in vain
and so you are.

what makes me alive
is this sense of purpose
i once lost it
and it was never easy
living without it.

i know what a living
dead is. I felt the zombie
in me, once, twice, thrice
until i found you,

this and that
and compare here and there
and one and everyone, and

love and lust, and guilt
and redemption...

this sense of purpose
this doing what must be done
regardless of who we are
and what i am.

to sit upon a stone
beside a rose, under the sun,
and simply gaze

yes, simply gaze even
without a thought.