I exist to write, not write to exist.
I stare to see, not see to stare.
I breathe to live, not live to breathe.
Pens are material.
And it is
Mind and body—
Soul and spirit--
My heart beats for
And my mind knows
And my spirit feels
While my soul knows
I exist to be, not be to exist.
I stare to notice, not notice to stare.
I breathe to feel, not feel to breathe.
I take passing for granted.