Is it until we face death we understand The value of the life we have The joys of the life we have lived And the endless possibilities of the life ahead? Oh, may I not live a life such passively That I need a daunting check from life To come to such understanding. May I have the courage to grab life by the neck May I equally have the strength to cut for it some beautiful fabric That my being might not just be known for its existence but for its diverse colors and patterns. Oh may I have the wisdom to join the different parts at the right time That at every season of my life I’ll be clothed appropriately. Perhaps my needle pricks And as pain demands to be felt May courage avail to press on Or maybe my scissors, blunt Or a cut made wrong May persistence and optimism be my best friend Finally, may I be able to show what such beautiful dress I’ve clothed myself with at the end of the day May it also inspire someone to live beautifully and boldly as much as it brings me joy...
Love, Life & Poetry