Birth is seen as a miracle,
As a gift of life.

What once was so minuscule,
Became something of it's own

Capable of
thoughts
Feelings
Actions

Some live
Some die
Some ****

It's a cycle
So simple and complex all at once.

We spend so much of our lives wondering what the meaning of life is
That we lose sight of how small time we have to actually live it.

Striving to survive.
Dying to live.

What makes up the mind
What makes up the person