Ephemeral Reality

Here we spin
Entangled
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent

We wonder and struggle
Fears often overwhelm
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent

Many have a tribe
All others lie
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent

We find peace
In our hearts
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent

Sun cycles over
The hills and valleys
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent

Time slips away
We find other spaces
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent

We fly away
Like butterflies
Nothing serious
Nothing permanent