Consciousness

And what if

In the end

Death is the same as sleeping

And sleeping is the same as living

Then we are always immersed

In the same consciousness

And how could it be

That the rivers dont end up dry

How do you account

For the infinite apples

All around the world?

It seems not possible

It must be God

Feeding the stocks

It must be magic

Holding us up

Sustaining us