A Story to tell
Upon seeing this
My memories and experiences
Life is an originator of an idea of my living
A great cosmo and owns my spirit
The purpose of my being here is unknown
All I know, it's a beautiful gift being here
At night, as I lay down to rest, my tired body
I surrender the single sheet of darkness
So that I may see the morning star rise
With a bright open mind
To draw more of Life's behavior
Instead of human errors that our human race
Once taught me in all those years
Perfection has no place in humanity
But to keep in mind
I have every right to make progress
To be right with me, within myself
For better or worse
Nothing here goes to waste
Because the originator of an idea is here to stay
Even after we are long gone, Life
