Being Alive
What is being alive?
To know what we can not
To see, what we should not have seen
To penetrate the deepest depths
And live to tell, the tale
What path then should we take?
A long and winding road
Through paths of bumpy rock and stone
Or gentle roads of light bereft
That pacify, only the blind
Am I worthy of bliss
To be wrapped in your wings like this
My soul begins to shine
Our mind, what is it for
If not to ponder, to explore
To seek what is beyond the other side
The pain of wisdom
Becons us all
The price of ignorance
Lurks in it's call
Being alive is an ocean of questions
Being alive is divine intervention
Being alive is the mother of mysteries
Being alive is a natural progression
Being alive is our path to redemption
Being alive is the maker of history