For whatever reason......

Somehow
For whatever reason.....
We are here.
Not here in the sense of in this room, on this chair,
But
Here.
Aware that we
Are.
And these hands,
These knees,
This breath,
Is.
And to BE
seems as if
It should
Be natural
And easy
But
For whatever reason.....
It mostly is not.
What are we
But
Molecules?
The stuff that makes
The stars
The planets
What are our thoughts
But
Electrical impulses?
That leap across the gaps
Between cells
Igniting and relaying
Across a network of many cells
To do
A thing
Any thing....
A small gesture,
An involuntary action,
Or a large invention.
Or not.
For whatever reason.....
There is a lot of not.
Sometimes brokenness,
Sometimes vanity,
Sometimes just not caring to.....
There is also the not.
Why?
Yet
We remember.
We dream.
We plan.
We love.
We lament....
Such a lot for stardust and lightning
To take on alone.
Our mistakes,
Our successes,
Our misfirings,
Our intentional, strategic Firestorms
Our just sitting and waiting.
Both here in this room, on this chair,
And Here.
Wishing we were somewhere else
Wishing we were someone else
Wishing this situation was
Somehow
Else.
You are not alone.
Stardust and lightning even sitting,
Has a way of wandering
And thinking about its very nature....
From stardust and lighting,
wandering,
are formed such amazing things
Lamenting and singing
Planning and dreaming
In fear and in love
Snapping synapses within a brain
Swirling colors of nebula
Over space
Endless space.
All the while....
We are here.
For whatever reason.
Somehow.
We are here.
And you
You are not alone.