Life Is Precious

When we can accept the cloudy skies

And stop judging the splinter in others eyes

We will be open to find 

The beauty of life in time

and space 

on this place

We call Mother Earth

Yes, open to the majesty and worth

of every precious breath

The gifts we can receive before our death

We would see the forest beyond the trees

The droplets of rain that created all the seas

And know all of these

and more

are manifesting before

our eyes

in these lives

That are flying by

but we wouldn't fret or cry

We would just live

(really live)

before we die

T.C