Existence

 In this small world, every being

Carries a quiet yet vital worth.

Do we fail to see it, just a little—

Or do we turn away, shaped

By how we look, not by true choice?

Existence does not circle around us.

It forms in many shades of light—

In grey spaces that softly speak,

Showing both right and wrong,

Without leaning to either side.

Free from bias, it holds balance,

Teaching us the language of life.

Our existence takes form

Through every feeling we carry,

Every experience we pass through,

Every expression we leave behind.

The journey does more than

Strengthen us or lift us higher;

It teaches the value of all existence,

How each presence matters,

How each one helps us grow.

And so, the answer rests within us—

Inside our own boundaries.

When we turn inward with reflection,

When we allow ourselves to bloom,

Our life’s journey finds its best shape,

Even through small, mindful efforts,

Taken once, and then again.