Through it all

Blithering about the front room in the middle of the night,
As I do, uncouth. I cut a familiar school boy jib, but now I am rid,
and it's back to the beginning. Through it all,
I don't care for any of the pain or trouble anymore,
I just miss you, you've been gone from my life too long.

So, I'll see everything as new,
whatever my gaze should land upon.
Admire difference in all things,
each time my attention is drawn.
Change and karma are constant,
Enjoy their endless plenty,
for they are all that we have forever.