always again: i will ask

always  again


i will ask
how is life
inside
a stone

how do
snowflakes feel
when they melt
on my face

what does
the moon
see from far
looking at us

how does
the sun stay one
so heavy, near bursting
with all this heat

how do i
breathe and how
does my heart beat
as i don't do it

why do i sleep
and what does it mean,
how do i follow
days and nights

how do we survive,
how did we learn
to walk and,
unfortunately,talk

or is it good?
is there god
and how does it feel
and i imagine

it doesn't feel.
why do i ask?
why do i live,
why must i die

and i know it is:
because.