Why?

Why?
Why?
As the tears flow again,
We cry out for reason,
For answers.
We look for comfort,
Asking the unknown
To make known.
Death walks with life.
Dark with light.
Sadness with joy,
Lost with found.
The reasons why
Are caught up in our fragile existence.
In an instant
We are overtaken
And we will never be the same
Again.
Why?
There is no why.
Death walks with life,
Dark with light
And so each passing moment,
Is a gift to be celebrated
And drained deep.


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