I wonder if God
    sees our numbered
breaths, how many
     have been & how
many are left,
millions of digits
    shifting above
our heads;
the old woman
 on the park bench
        with just 500 left. 
The jogger with 100
   between now &
        tonight when he
will exhale
     for a final time.
I should scale mountains,
         stare at the sun
  make my amount
  count, every last one.

Early hours; the
parts of sleep
     recalled;
          a fly opening
        it's silk cocoon,
   a foetus moving
in a jelly womb,
   irises and corneas
         assembling into eyes
                    eager to explore
                a world outside;
      those first times
when regrets are
               abstract concepts
                             not feelings
                        growing roots
       in subconscious pools;
all the things I'd redo,
              my deepest desire
                              to be anew

A whistle flew past my ear,
and I stay in hiding
They're almost here
I will not surrender
So I square my shoulders and fire
I fall for what seems like eternity
and count the stings
as I slowly close my eyes
ready to succumb to death
I see a figure standing in front of me,
and then I wake up.

wabi-sabi** (n.) the discovery of beauty in imperfection; the acceptance of the cycle of life and death.

take a look around you,
breathe in the air.
relax and find your inner peace,
feel the wind brush through your hair.

with life comes death and with death comes sadness
but don’t think of the misery and pain.
think of the past and the beauty of life.
let your mind dance about in the rain.

no one is perfect and perfect is a lie,
so accept your flaws and live.
wake up each day with no regrets,
show the world all that you have to give.

find the beauty in the simple things of life
and embrace them with all you’ve got.
never forget that you’re a gorgeous human being
and people do love you a lot.

with life comes death and with death comes sadness
but don’t think of the misery and pain.
think of the past and the beauty of life.
let your mind dance about in the rain.