The Moment

What's the meaning of life,

Born, for a moment, playing as a child, under mother's caress

laughing for a moment, also crying, in my father's arms...

a moment later, walking alone, walking looking for who knows what...

who was reportedly looking for supplies for the longest journey...

a journey that will never bring you back….

a trip you won't be able to regret...

So where do your footsteps take you?

after knowing that life is only a moment, only a moment...

you live on a line called destiny,

on white paper that you have to color, maybe the most beautiful color

maybe the brightest color, and maybe the worst color that exists in your age range...

what is the meaning of this moment, it is just a stepping stone written for you to step on

and only a handful of earth has been written to record your footprints...

think about it...what will the stone say, what will the grave say?

And where will that paper take you?