what is more important
than this
to long for life
amidst the living
and the dead
to be hopeful enough
to carry hope
what is harder
than this
to merely wave
at passersby
who briefly visit
to slice the lighting
that strikes
in two
i breathe in new days
with joy and sorrow
because what is more human
than this
to love, to fear, to lose,
to keep on going
