Isn’t it beautiful?
Every emotion that passes by
A moment to recognize
You’re still alive.
It’s too short,
We are often told
Live a life without regrets
And yet, we question
A simple task, to touch
To speak, it’s undefined
Yet within a simple moment
A constrain forever bound.
A million moments
To break out soul
Yet within the swirling dark
Resides a clawing creature
That will fly.
