Earth.
in theory its a solid thing.
and yet it moves.
and solid things dont move unless they are pushed.
it changes with the weather.
and you can remove pieces of it.
what exactly could you call earth?
is it truly solid?
or does it just have solid peices?
its surrounded by gases.
and has liquid inside it and on it.
so is it really a solid existance?
every plant is alive.
every animal wonders across it.
everything has a purpose.
but then what is mine?
what am i to do in life?
as i watch the landscape past by.
as it changes with each season.
and every rain.
i still sit and wonder.
my life a never ending circle.
like that of the earth i live on.
what is my purpose on earth.
where everything has a purpose.
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The Door To The Beauty Of Life
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