The Great Unknown

A new day arrives
With it my spirit revives
But soon my mind dives
Into the great unknown

I am but a withered dry leaf
My journey now is all too brief
I hope I’ll be blown, to my relief
Into the great unknown

I feel like a nameless pebble
The river wore down my inner rebel
I want to be thrown, away from trouble
Into the great unknown

I was born a barren seed
That grew into a worthless weed
I must believe my path will lead
Into the great unknown

I wish I was a little songbird
My tunes regaled with nary a word
Best of all, I’d fly undeterred
Into the great unknown

I want to be bright, like a firefly
Flit about, lighting the night sky
After my glow fades, then to die
Into the great unknown

I will float in, like a snowflake
Every new day a new shape to take
On a winter’s night, sleep and then wake
Into the great unknown

I am
A leaf that is blown
A pebble that is thrown
A seed that is sown
A bird that has flown
A drone that dies alone
A speck of snow that has shone
Into the great unknown

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