Goner

It matters very little if the sky is bright,
If the sun is subtle in sharing its warmth,
And the wind gently blows as the water remains still.
I’m a goner anyway.

It matters very little if the words make sense,
If the flow of thoughts makes the soul dance,
And the mind sees every little detail in the newest light.
I’m a goner anyway.

It matters very little if the boat sails smoothly,
If the wind blows with it, or against it,
And the water isn’t rough with tides.
I’m a goner anyway.

It matters very little if it rains or shines tomorrow,
If the trees would breathe again,
And no mind is too wide or narrow,
I’m a goner anyway.

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