Decades of life
Don’t not mean living
Awaken Minds
Can be unaware
Words may be
Unthought
Emotions can
Be plastic

Before the sun
Set
Appreciate the
Light
Rest when
The moon
Makes it’s territories

Breath not because
Your life depends
On it
But rather
see it as gift
Worth appreciating

Sail through
The platitudes
Of life with ease
You didn’t birth
Their existence
And won’t stop
Their lifespan

Your mind
Is your armor
Guard it
Nourish your spirit
Pamper your flesh
But always blossom
The world craves your
Ingenuity stamp.

ⒸJoeln