What is more than another day?
Another revolution around our dying star,
An endless thrill of microscopic movements compared to that of our Father Time,
One more War threat,
Endless heart breaks,
Events that define the pinnacles of human existence,
But mean nothing at all,
It will pass,
No matter what is happening it will all pass,
For one day we all die,
But this inevitable death is not a bad thing,
No,
Simply just another soul’s chance to flourish in the clock work of our perspective reality.