Slab of Concrete

On a slab of concrete underneath the western Sun,
A puddle of water glistens its last breath
Before each molecule of water ascends to the sky,
But before the Sun tears the pure essence of the water
From the ground where it first began its existence,

A leaf falls,
And lands,
And accompanies the water.

When the world goes silent

When the world goes silent, my foot steps accompany me,
The constant step, the worrisome clicks, and the occasional puddle
Keep me from going deaf.
I have to keep walking, to keep in touch with this reality,
To remind myself, I live in a 3D reality,
I never know what lies ahead, even though my eyes blink twice,
To understand the magnitude of my destiny,
I dare not stop, for I fear my past may catch up and haunt me. 

So I walk, aimlessly towards a fate I do not want,
Listening to my footsteps slapping the puddles below,
Reminding me to keep on walking,
Even though there's nothing to walk to.