Have you ever heard the waves crash against the shores?
Stopped to feel the warm breeze of a summer day.
Have you seen the vibrant colors that surround you?
Smelled the earth after a thunderstorm.
Have you taken the time to stop and admire?
We all have this life, so why do we waste it?
Constantly on the go, no time to enjoy the simple things.
It’s funny and sad, watching from the outside as you strive.
Striving to gain stones to establish your foundation.
Have you heard the birds sing in the early morning hours?
Felt the love of being cherished by someone who adores you.
Have you seen the joys of what life can bring if you allow it?
Smelled the candle burning brightly on your table while relaxing.
Here and there, round and round we go.
Back and forth, repeatedly day and night.
The joys of life pass by and without notice life have come and gone.
Have you taken the time to just be still and cherish your life?
About the Creator
Red Shelves
Death is a black hole. Think about it. A black hole is the corpse of a star, something once warm and bright, now come to the end of its life cycle. But some will argue that the cycle of life does not end with death. That death is merely another path we must walk once our bodies expire and our souls ascend. In that moment, when the fuel in the star’s chemical tank hits empty and the shiny matte coat explodes into supernova, the mass left behind – the corpse – becomes a black hole. We understand that, around such a vast cadaver, dimensions work a little differently in death to the way we’re used to in life. For example, light cannot escape the pull of a black hole when it hits the point of no return. That’s where it gets its colour. Space itself is contorted by a black hole. That’s where it gets its funny shape. Even time. Time slows right down the closer you get to it. The closer you get to a black hole. The closer you get to death.
By Matthew Curtis6 days ago in Humans
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