The breath of life flows through me
But I understand it’s impermancy,
We think we have all the time in the world
Until we realise that reality is our curse,
So live each day like it’s your very last
As it flies by us way too fast,
But do not fear death or the dark
Create special moments that last and last,
Don’t look back into the distant past
Live in the present and make sure that you leave your mark,
And as the breath of life flows through me
Then I will make this my most important task,
Before I am taken by death and the dark.
fauxcroft 