Sometimes I ask myself

Sometimes I ask myself
If there was no need to think
Where would emotions take seed?

Sometimes I ask myself
If we didn’t breathe
Would the air still be pollution free?

Sometimes I ask myself
If we didn’t see
Would the light refract off me

Sometimes I ask myself
If our physical bodies didn’t exist
Would it matter to you and me?

Sometimes I ask myself
If we were not born
Would we still look upwards and pray

Something I ask myself
If there were no words
Would this be my poetry?

~ by Jolvin on March 17, 2002.