Poetry

Thursday, 6 May 2021

Sacred

 I only have this life

So I must try to live it

I have this one life

There should be no limit

 

I can only try to be myself

I can only try and be

 

When you’re looking at your gravestone

What will it say?

Will it say he spent his life

In a completely different way

That he chose his way to live

Or will it say he had so much to forgive?

 

It is more a sin not to live the life within

To live a full life that requires no strife

But walking in nature

I think that’s the thing

Being in nature

Being able to sing

 

Yes that is what I adore

I would like to live it some more

And I don’t wish

To lose this religion

It is so sacred without indecision

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