What am I?

BUT

A fallen leaf in the air

Being blown neither here or there

Waiting to find eternal rest

A floating cloud in the sky

Drifting gradually from the mass

Wandering to where it should be

A solitary star in this heavens above

Dwelling in the midst of darkness

Shining forth its ephemeral existence

I am but

 

A phenomena

Subject to conditions

Arising and falling

I come and go

When shall there be stilling and rest

For which peace is eternal