Just Let It Be

You may awaken from a dream

Only to find

That your former life was all in your mind,

Or that the last book you read

Was really an excerpt from your memories

That you had forgotten.

It may just strike you, one day,

That everything you thought was real

Is merely a by-product of how you feel.

Everything that you think you know

Is still a mystery to somebody.

The rhythm is random,

Patterns may not follow themselves,

And so we must try to follow ourselves.

I’m not even sure if this makes any sense,

But I bet I can guess why you are so tense:

You’re trying to find meaning and structure

In something that exists.

Just let it be.

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