I Am Merely Passing By

i do not wish to change this world
neither do i wish to change myself

when i come here and when i leave
it will all be the same, i am not

involved, i come as a stranger looking
at things and people and not even talking

about them, & i leave them as they all are
i do not take any flesh or bone, for i come

as the wind, and i leave as the same wind,
i do not change a room, it will be the same

tree, if something is lost, or rotten, or
by the grace of the heavens, grows and

become one beautiful mountain, sea or
sky, i only watch them all, as i pass by...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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