Object (31) Stone
Things have life,
And they will perish one day eventually.
Nothing stays eternally.
However, I start to notice that,
In this world,
There exist some Sages.
They stay still,
Mediating doomsday till.
I've not seen their dead corpses.
I don't even know if they are alive.
But they are there,
Never moving,
Never Talking,
Always reflecting,
Meditating.
They are a puzzle to me.
They look insightful.
They must know something about this Lonely World.
I asked them,
But no one answered.
And they will perish one day eventually.
Nothing stays eternally.
However, I start to notice that,
In this world,
There exist some Sages.
They stay still,
Mediating doomsday till.
I've not seen their dead corpses.
I don't even know if they are alive.
But they are there,
Never moving,
Never Talking,
Always reflecting,
Meditating.
They are a puzzle to me.
They look insightful.
They must know something about this Lonely World.
I asked them,
But no one answered.
