I sometimes wonder how one feels
When they no longer question why they’re here…
When their questions all seem answered
And their fears are all conquered…
How one feels in this questionable universe..
At peace? Completely alright?
Calm? Composed? Featherlight?
I guess I might figure this out
the day I lay deep underground
Because only then will my soul be freed
From the dreadful pull of this earth’s gravity..
Written by Leila Lherisson
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