The moment passes, and I am standing here,
often by myself, often surrounded,
but never really able to find that special peace.
The days rush in and the days creep out,
Out damn spot, that cross that I shall bear,
The lives you led, laid, and lead
You live to solve, to fix, to find one glorious end.
Ask me not a question,
For inevitably it is not the one.
Ask me where, when and how,
and I will be there, here and now.
– Inspired by Life