If there is a freedom I'm yet to attain, it is here.
If there is a path I have to take, it is here.
And while I may not understand the perplexities of this universe,
All I can give it is the constant rumination of thoughts
A promise to learn. And a promise to try.
Time flies, I feel, in front of my eyes.
I fear, if I'm missing something now.
For if I do, I'll have to wait again, for the universe to create another parallel, bound by its own promise.
I fear, losing the lesson. In time.
Sleep envelopes me. A sleep full of thoughts. Feelings. Unrest.
It is too full, I complain. I need emptiness. Rest.
Wisdom eludes me.
I'm not sure what I'm asking for.
But alive I am.
Still I am.
Waiting for time to end.