Windshield Wipers

Pondering the paradox of everything is nothing

Watching the wipers clean my obscured vision

I'm happy for no reason

And for windshield wipers

Teaching me to see, nothing ever happened

All is happening and never did

Learning to see with three new eyes

My friend is not who he was when I believed in yesterday

She's not who she was, nor am I

Maybe I never was

Why could I not see this before

Who knows

The rain stopped apparently

Still, I remember

Windshield wipers are amazing

I will use them often and see things as they are

Happily, here and now