A Life's Question -

Oh God, I complain—

“Why do the things I want the most

go to others who never even asked?”

Silly me,

I still don’t understand the universe.

This morning, I felt sad.

The rose I watered just yesterday

was almost dead.

Just behind it,

wild plants were growing again.

“I pulled them out a few days ago—

why are they back?”

So I removed them again,

still wondering why

some things fight so hard to live,

while the ones we love the most

simply… don’t.

— Trishnakhi