Stop. Look around.

Take a second, take a few

Breathe in and let it out

You, are live

You, are living

Right here, right now

Look at the sky,

all the people around you,

all alive, all living.

This life, a life, living

is beautiful,

Too beautiful to happen again 

Do you ever wonder

If you are really alive

If this is really real?

What are you really?

Compared to the unknown,

Even to the known

Will I ever find out

If I'm alive or what I am?

Will there ever be closure before the end?

I guess that's the beauty, the fear

not knowing, not being able to.

But until then..

Stop. Look around.

Take a second, take a few

Breathe in and let it all out.