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.