We're nothing

Apart, we're nothing
 

to be

When we stop moving we begin to be

 

Our Nature

 

We shelter ourselves from nature,

keeping us apart from ours

Fishing

 

There's no need to fish for answers,

there are none anyway...

Our Purpose

 

Our journey is our purpose

Decay and Virtue

Decay and Virture....

both true to their nature
 

Waiting

 

Still, the waiting passes