The Truth of Living

THE TRUTH OF LIVING

Some insist all life is dreaming,
One day we’ll wake and understand.
Others say all dreams are lives
We’re living in concurrent lands.

I don’t know the truth of living-
At times I fear there’s nothing more:
No spirit breathes beyond this life,
No other lifetimes came before.

Every joy, so fleeting, fragile,
Every sorrow’s brittle pain,
Weave together fresh tomorrows
Tinged with hope I can’t explain.

Life is whirling all around me.
All my life I’ve watched this dance.
Still I long to find my place,
And reason to give life a chance.