Uncertain

no certainties in life
except that we shall die,
this inevitable end is enough -

I would fill my time with life,
with the actions that make me come alive -
not a second can be dead,
that comes later -

now I would feel
the depth of great love,
the hollow pain of terrible loss,
the warm embrace of the sun,
the piercing cold of dark winter,
the hope of a spring breeze -
now, I would be alive
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