The Beauty Of Life Poem by Christopher Soto

When we die, we die
and that makes us lucky.
For at least we've been favoured with this chance.
The odds of our existence are so immensely vast,
that they exceed the count of grains of sand,
on any given beach or desert.

When you're enlightened with this thought,
life becomes more than it ever was,
for we make it worth living,
as it's all we'll ever have.
And theres no point in treating it
like a simple prelude,
or you'll forget to start living,
as if there were life after death.

Indulge in friendship, admire culture
read books of stories, play musical notes.
Travel the earth by land and by sea,
experience the feeling of mountain high peaks.
Collect pocket watches, drink flavours of coffee,
and make someone smile, just because you can.

I could write on forever,
but I'll let you pick,
for this is just one part of my life
that makes me tick!
Poetry and rhymes are things I enjoy,
but there are others, many more
and there are options galore.
So I insist, make life worth it,
you don't even have to go far!

Think free, no guilt
live and just let live.
Enjoy this world, take it as it is
and when you reach the end,
you'll be pleased that you did.