Existence (Interlude)

In the quiet fold of every moment

Existence trembles, naked and unspoken

It lingers just beyond touch

Like breath held between two lips

A yearning, always moving, never still

The world spins without asking

But we stand, drawn to its pull

Half aware, yet fully lost in it

The pulse of time slipping through fingers

Like water that refuses to stay

What are we but the space between thoughts?

A flicker, a tremor, desire that never fully can form

We chase meaning like shadows

That slip away the moment we grasp for them

Only to return in silence, waiting

The stars above, distant and cold

Speak in whispers too soft to hear

But we listen anyway

Hungry for any truth

That might slip through the cracks of our skin

We are not here to be understood

But to burn in the mystery

To crave and falter

To reach for the untouchable

And find nothing but the echo of our own infinite longing

And yet, we stay

Drawn by the pull of the unknown

We fall deeper into the very question that holds us

Our bodies lost in the endless flow of existence

That never truly ends