Introspection

Gone and going,

To a land unknown.

One after the other.

Sometimes sorry,

At others, just lone.

Redefining loneliness.

Rather, the concept of being alone,

Of lost experiences.

Can be feast for the soul.

If only there was a soul!

For nobody can be so sure.

What happens when life ends?

What happens when you breathe no more?

Could there be another universe?

A land of all lost before?

Perhaps there then, would also be

The surety that’s lacking in store.