Meaningless

When life has no meaning, I drop it all

I leave it all, unfinished, until I don't even start

Lost in nirvana

But then, there's a small rose in the desert I find beautiful

I stroke it very gently, water it, look at it with loving eyes

and suddenly life has meaning

because I treated the rose with dignity and care, 

with attention and admiration,

with grace and virtue

in symbiosis, our purpose, 
across the whole world
we give ourselves a home.