Such and Such

Mumina Musings
Nov 13, 2024

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In between uncertainties, in between changes, in between undefinable …life is made, life is lived. In the moments, nothing can be held to.

What is life?

A passing of moments, here one minute

Gone into the next …never, really.

Revisit the past and chasing the future,

Is it the moments that pass …

or is it I,

like sand in fingers. Traversing ghosts, so real yet uncaptured.

Freedom, tastes as such

here, the prisons of time,

What is life.

Is it sands in fingers or …

fingers in the sand, passing by

Passing through as the sands

makes room for me

only to fall back into place.

Like I never even ever was

here.

What is life.

Need I make sense of the passing

the impermanent

the ghosts.

I am exactly this.

I was, I am, I will be …then not.

What is life, the passing of moments.

The sacredness of life is in essence how impermanent it is. Well, nothing beats life, it simply is, but its nature is how it comes and goes. Meaning and purpose are found in every minute detail, moment: presence.

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Mumina Musings
Mumina Musings

Written by Mumina Musings

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