We walk not of this world way, but by Faith.
For each of us has been promise different things.
Yet we still walk by the same Faith as the other.
We each are on a different path with him as well.
Some Faith may stronger today, but not tomorrow.
For Faith is by hearing, then believing it is true.
We all have the very same objective here in life.
It is to finish this race=Journey that we are on.
Thus then being told by our Savior well done.

Better off
Just living as a plant
I would assume
They don't need to
Work all their life
Don't have anybody
Talking bad about them
They don't need
To pay attention
In school
Best of all they can die
Yet be reborn again
Next season

The world can't just be an accident,
our Earth is an Elysian field.

The sun is an amulet,
and the miracles were revealed.

Don't sit there hoping for a miracle,
the birds' chirping are almost lyrical.

The sunshine's warmth strokes your cheeks,
and you forget about your worries.

Your mother's sun-kissed cheeks,
and the rain and the flurries.

The adventures in the wild,
the cold river when it's riled.

The alluring creatures,
and all your best features.

So, let go of your hopelessness.
Hold on to your wish.

These sights and wonders will leave you breathless.
Hold on to your wish.

Don't just sit there,
hoping for a miracle.

Now that you're here,
now that's a miracle.

I wonder if God
    sees our numbered
breaths, how many
     have been & how
many are left,
millions of digits
    shifting above
our heads;
the old woman
 on the park bench
        with just 500 left. 
The jogger with 100
   between now &
        tonight when he
will exhale
     for a final time.
I should scale mountains,
         stare at the sun
  make my amount
  count, every last one.