Lifetime Poem by Luke Harbur

A lifetime lasts shorter

than the light brightening the room.

A lifetime lasts longer

than a delayed arrival time.

A lifetime takes time, makes time, eats time, creates time.

When one lives, one feels, regrets, mourns, rejoices, and thrills in one day.

When one lives, one creates openness, acceptance, and a terrain of freedom.

The terrain shows points of perfection, rejection, and depression...

You live now what we call life.

Trying to find the strife

to keep on moving.

Booming in all your hobbies, seeing all the bodies

of people who pass by in all shapes and sizes.

Reflect, never hold back, things happen, never sadden,

because we all make mistakes, all want to find who we are,

sometimes it may be close, sometimes it may be far.

So live this lifetime in all kinds of mindsets

be happy, live fully, and see none as rejects

because each person is equal, each person has had the same

feeling you had once.

None of us need blame nor shame.

Beauty in all reality

is all around you.

Just look and live right now;

trust me, you'll see it too.