Perplexed

What is this life?

Is it a breath?

Are it’s eyes open wide

Absorbing all that surrounds it?

Is it merely a lingering aroma?

Does it have a weight?

A height?

A depth?

A time?

Are there many more

Measurements I know not of?

Is it flesh and blood?

Is it a chain of tactile experiences?

Is it spirit and soul?

Is it an eternal quest

For light and love?

Does it have a destination?

What is this life?