Let us live as we are the letters dancing around inside our hearts that turns our blood into the painful art of poetry
Let us inhale and exhale and take in and breath out all the love that is always there in the air and with full lungs let us shout out into the infinite silence
and
emptiness
of
space
and dance in the echo that bounces back to us
Let us hear the music in the silence of the stars above us and let our feet find heaven in the earth we walk upon for we need not die before we enjoy the rewards of a life well lived for a life well lived is a reward onto itself let us be kind and generous
with the time
our hands carry
and the love
our hearts
have to give
for tomorrow is not guaranteed
and today carries the gift
and burden
and beauty
of possibly being our last
Let us forgive ourselves for the wrongs we have done and those that have wronged us carry nothing from today into tomorrow that will way us down we will fail and we will fail again but let us not stop getting up again and again
We have already won the most important race of our lives back when we found a home in our mothers belly long ago and life is no different or more cruel or less beautiful as it was as we learned to crawl and then to walk and then to run and jump and dance and as we fell back then we instinctively got back up and tried and tried again
Let us not forget how beautiful a journey we have already been on
Let us be grateful for all the tomorrows and pages of the stories we may still have to live and write yet let us not fear death but find it adds value to every extra day we wake up every new breath we take every smile we see and every smile we give back
be kind to strangers
let us not let the milk of human kindness spoil and go to waste let us help those in need as our responsibility and let no opportunity in doing so go to waste we are all of the same earth the same bones the same flesh the same blood the same heart
Let the only place we find hate in our vocabulary be in the innocence of our childrenβs words when expressing they do not like their green beans or aunts fruit cake let us learn as much from our children as we fumble through teaching them
how horribly beautiful and terrifying life can be
Let us remember magic is only as real
as we make it
and can only survive
by us believing in it
and this is a far more important and valuable lesson than anything money can buy and the most treasured and sacred magic of all
is made from love
let us never forget this let our children never forget this and let their childrenβs children always protect this as long as we may live here on this earth and in whatever may wait for us as our bodies return to dust and ash
Let us find the wisdom to know that true beauty is nothing we could ever see with our eyes and let us have the wisdom to be blinded by the colors of love in the things we cannot see and in finding these things to be true may we walk forward from this day forth and know that beauty is the thing we feel in the letters dancing in our hearts that turns our blood into the painful art of poetry