In silent nights under the starless sky,
Whispers of existence question the why.
Shadows dance on the wall of doubt,
Seeking meaning in a world devout.
The clock ticks, time’s relentless flow,
Each moment pondered, yet we never know.
Paths we tread with uncertain feet,
Searching for truths, elusive and fleet.
A mirror reflects the soul’s deep plea,
What am I, and what is free?
Bound by chains of fate’s design,
Or liberated by thought, sublime.
In the vortex of being and nothingness,
We find ourselves in life’s caress.
Embrace the void, the silent call,
For in the end, it’s all and all.