It Simply Is Poem by Ardiente Antonio

I have found my place in the world.
It is to remain me.
It is to smile with whatever may be left remaining.
It is to bring forth the fruit of my character upon others so that they may reflect and give wonder.
It is to let things happen, even the cruel and terrible things.
The world has shaped me, and now I must be him who was created of it. The rose I decided to play in this life, it must be for a reason. Not because it has to be, no.
But because it simply is. Nature's future flame is in the midst of us.
It simply is.