drifting sphinx
specks and specks of life, scattered around a dark and distant nothingness
coincidences piled on coincidences, culminating into a rare and beautiful existence
evolving and growing, learning and adapting
for
something.
desperately clawing the mud, looking for water
children screaming in the desert, famished and growling
the urge to run run run run far away, from the unknown, from whats dangerous.
theres a reason
there must be a reason.
the universe is in all of us
growling and screaming
tranquil fable
storm tinsel