Why am i here?

Existence?
how do you tell where the sun comes from
when it is not yet morning?
how do you believe water can only lay down when you have less faith in its feet?
one time I held, then I let go
leaving is like dying,
presence in absence.
words sewn into the air
knitted until a god is made to you to believe.

how do you begin to feel when it has always been in you?
how do you put a person in a bottle and give it a name?
you cannot miss a vowel or lost it in a queue,
to appear and to disappear
a palm and a bark
a is just a little d
so is b in a mirror of p.

Ruddapoet