is there a life worth living in a death does not a heartbeat in rhythm call one whose soul is dead ..
do we
everfind light again?  is it that death is a way to live on your own memories or perhaps time gives you a second chance to reflect on your past..
if one speaks  to themselves through many is speech placed in a time of their afterlife ? what would they say in selves ear..or do to act differently ? would it matter could it change them ?
would they as a dead soul linger in a life longer lived? if so.. knowledge knows death.
do we become happier like a blade of grass? Let me explain you see only Walt Whitman can say that the child loves what he does not know..  it's only the curiosity of why something so tiny can open a flower like a bee the earth hums a tune in a pollen wind.. a light can she'd emotion over friction or chill.. it's a time of free will. Sensitive photosynthesis wilt and ****** when lit..
Like
emotions in a sleepover.. breathing as one leafs seed to tree one summer gone so cold..
Repeat and the first tree old..
if the sun rises today I say good morning world as good day says the moon..
and then.. the bees strive for more honey.. until lights lightly loom for the loon. And I say the world wants my gold like fools.