Just Happened To be

Not a thing

To Ask

Neither something

That demise

It just

Happened to be

A twist

Of life

Not really necessary

To say

Neither needed

Pieces of advice

It just

Happened to be

A nature

Of heart

Not really serious

To care

Neither kneading

For savior

It just

Happened  to be

A great

Sort of Destiny

As the rain

Drops on ground

Then absorbed

To the crust

Deep inside

Never ever

Been known

By peoples

Even moles

Couldn’t tell