Poem Poetry: The Cosmic Sun
My life’s the journey, from a distant star
You too and everybody we see
We walk all together
Yet each of us walks alone
We share, we support, we give a helping hand
Still, my way is mine for me, you see
From birth till I return to my heavenly me
To intensively live, laugh, love and be true
To be a voice, be the one who cares
Shares thoughts
Which grow into compassion with the wanderers too
The seekers, those lost, the crazies who’s
Laughter echoes from concrete stairs
That beggars hand rattle, with a two dime tin
The old and sick where the spirit within
Has lost the meaning ,
Has gone astray
Needing support to refind the way
We have become, before again melt into the cosmic sun
