The rock from space that killed the dinosaurs,
that persistent tune you keep hearing in your head,
the wildfire that razed the neighborhood, and the family
that found their dog when they finally returned home,
the last leaf stubbornly clinging to a branch in winter,
the way some survive calamities against all odds
while others perish in freak accidents,
the helpless lizard in the mouth of a proud cat,
a grinning hunter who murders the last rhinoceros,
a longed-for baby that arrives stillborn,
the hated tyrant who never seems to die,
pouring rain at a funeral, rainbow at a wedding,
desperate refugees who drown at sea fleeing the war,
meeting the love of your life for the first time,
how some streams dry up in the middle of nowhere —
perhaps some will ask, what does it all really mean?
Isn’t it so, we want reasons for everything.
The most difficult thing for us to accept:
Whatever happens, simply happens.
Whatever is, just is.