For Now, I Know- That's All That Is!

For now, I know—that's all that is: The wheel of life in spin, continuously; I feed myself no more on utopias, And nothing's left to yearn so keenly! In quiet observation only, I exist: I do not perceive I have a breath; Naturally on living I persist Till the end, when I'll catch my death. My thoughts on it do not reflect: They have their monotonic rhythm: No choice on destiny is to select, Nor do I wish to whirl with them! I'll lock myself, and throw the key: I'll suspend existence drop by drop; And they will never know of me: Not even at my final stop!