Existence

If we are finite

what are we

simply existence

existential beings

energy

Feeling everything

and yet feeling nothing at all

pull in close

curl up into a ball

The light shines into the night

the sky in pure darkness

but the stars shine bright

we are limitless

yet imprisoned within our self made cages

spread your wings

and reach

the butterfly soars high

carried by the wind

away

disappearing into the clear nights sky