I don’t want to know
Where we go
When we die.
I just want
To be alive.
To hear the
Eternal buzz of life
Be it harmony
Or be it strife.
To smell the rain
Whether healthy
Or in pain.
To feel connected
To the one
Or to the other.
To taste the fall
Winter spring
And the summer.
To see the sky
And the earth.
For what it’s worth
For however long
I survive
To nourish well
My senses five.