I was lost in you
then I lost you
somewhere in between,
but you are the only reason
I bother breathing,
but you are the only reason
I walk towards future
on the treadmill of now
exhausted from the exercise of living,
deluded by the illusion of progress,
deluded by the illusion of freedom,
in the wholeness of the wisdom
which entails earth
turns around the sun,
as much as sun
turns
around the earth.
