What do you do?

What do you do when you no longer care,
Whether it rains or shines,
Or the land is bare?
What happens when you stop wondering whether the birds will fly,
The squirrels chirp or the cows moo?
Similar are the feelings, when people move,
Miles distancing their smiles and their faces fade.
You look back and smile,
Reminiscing the memories,
You look around after a while and keep walking.
Such is life, when things that mattered once,
Don't seem as important.
The clock ticks, the sun sets and the moon is high again.
So you start walking, in the direction of life
Because that is all you know to do.

- Robes of a Muse