Presence

This fleeting scene is what you get to witness.

It fast folds winding in dark recess of mind,

To be lost.

With that, all the meaning,

All that was lived,

You start anew,

Wrestle with time,

Anchor your presence,

Take in all that you can,

Extract new meaning.

To repeat,

To be lost,

Cat dies,

Ants feast,

Life grows,

Life dies,

The real transcends.

Read this,

I become immortal.