Simply Life

Life is simple—live and exist,
yet we weave knots with thought and twist;
A child believes what eyes can see,
each word the whole of truth to be.

We grow, and minds begin to weigh,
what’s right, what fades, what will not stay;
We overthink, we judge, we plan,
and complicate what simply ran.

With age we learn a quieter art
most things dissolve, depart;
Each day arrives, then slips away,
like light that never meant to stay.

And whether spoken, loud or shy,
at last there waits a soft goodbye