Mirrors

Every time the sun sets

We question our existence

Who put us here and why

are they looking at us from above

do they even care

what we do with our time.

We try to find reasons

justifications

A purpose and a destiny

that we must fulfill.

But there is no purpose

Other than to be

a part of the whole

a mirror that multiplies what it sees

that multiplies the other mirrors.

The reason for our existence

is existence itself

for there will always be a purpose

as long as the crimson armies continue to march

under our skins

as long as our lungs 

are able to feel the morning air

George is an author, researcher, podcaster, chemist, molecular biologist and food scientist. You can follow him on Twitter @99blackbaloons , listen to his Spotify podcast George reads George, join his mailing list, or enjoy his books