domingo, 15 de janeiro de 2012

Ode to Life/ Tears on Paper

Walking on the street,
I pick up an old paper,
An old, blank paper.
On its surface, the dried old marks of tears.
I examine this piece of paper:
Who was its owner?
Who could've cried so much, trying to write something down,
And alas, not succeeding?

Then, I wake up, puzzled by my daydream.
I wonder,
And various sceneries came to my mind.
But none fit, I could feel it.

Was it a part of my soul,
Filled with some old pain?
No, all the pain I have felt,
I let it go in its due time.
Regrets?
No, every mistake I made,
I do not regret them.

Then, it struck me...
Those were not tears of pain,
Sadness,
Regret...
No, they were tears of joy...
For what? I do not know...
Maybe...
Maybe for the simple fact that I,
In this moment,
Live.

Yes... I AM ALIVE!
I am alive to make my own mistakes!
I am alive in my own way!
I put my flag on the ground and declare my fate mine for the taking!

It is time...
It is time to seize and defy my fate!
Not just for you, but for all of us!
Rise,
Fall,
Laugh,
Cry,
Work,
And Rest.

Keep on pushing...
One day at the time,
Acting today,
Looking at tomorrow,
Learning from yesterday.

Tread your way, keep going,
Because...
YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE.

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