On being still

A baby's cry
A mother's sigh
A hug, a rub
Two lovers; snug

The sound of water
The smile of a daughter
Coming together
We can't live forever

No need to think
Just sink.

Thoughts may emerge
The soul can still serge
Into the light
As high as a kite.

Confusion derails us
In spite of our status
Is there care,
Or just a dare?

In the silence she reflects
of her life and all the trecks
She can only do her best
For now, she must rest.