Do You Belong?

dimmed light
fills the room
with timid consciousness
of a lark.

you wonder,
amidst silence,
do you belong here?
you wait, but no one ever tells.

a lizard moves up the wall.
you wonder,
if it knows moving up may be
escaping from one void,
and heading to another.

rain drizzles—
moves the curtain
consciousness fills with
scent of wet earth.
and you think-
it's good to be alive.

you ask yourself,
why does rain fall to earth?
is transcendence moving up,
or is it in uniting with mother earth?

the question lurks:
do you belong here?
no one answers;
disharmonious chords of life tell you-
"you don't belong here, 
yet, you do belong.
plan to see new days to come,
just be alive".

in your mind
you reach for the stars:
a question surfaces:
stars or the infinite void,
which gave you the life?

a feeling
floats up like a lost sail,
among those forgotten stars:
whispers—
perhaps, you are as nature intends
your sails to unfurl.

if only walls could have wings
and flew to the stars.

senses float—
in the scent of the wet earth....