In there the day gets in & night is soon forgotten even though it all happens again. We are made for it. For day. & for night. We are made for it. Change. Time. & Repetition.
Yet the sombre truth exists in the happiest places. That sorrow belongs to the world. Yet trying to be better you can feel elements. The water the fire inside of you too.
Hidden to what? The planet still continues after all. The solar system. The entire universe.
& you so much in your own life. Because existence is infinitely great & infinitely tiny.