“April hath put a spirit of youth in everything. (Sonnet XCVIII)” ― William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

 

To be alive is to be a witness

Of the endless dance of light and shadow
The cosmic rhythm of creation and destruction
The paradox of being and nothingness
To be alive is to be a question
That seeks its own answer in the world
The restless search for meaning and purpose
The mystery of language and silence
To be alive is to be a bridge
Between the finite and the infinite
The fragile link of flesh and spirit
The spark of love that transcends death

©2023 Chester McVee