The sun’s up, and the day’s begun
The eyes open, the heart chimes
arise, awake, or forever fallen
Hoping, achieving, sorrowing
Try again, or better yet, fail again
Better worse, alas, still worse
Worst then, fail worst yet again
Till ripped apart, broken again
stumbling, crying, ad naseum
A circle of life as is the nature
whatever it is, the spirit’s high
not made of crude materials
but born of stars, dews, and fire.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
You must be logged in to post a comment.