Being Alive

And in the silence, I suddenly understood the many ways
a person can die yet still feel alive.....unknown

The birds do not need,
the sun bright taut red berries
As a case to be merry.
Do birds know there is a tomorrow?
Where hope installs a door.
The nest builder anticipates a future.
Do birds remember a yesterday?
Regret is not in the bird's fortay.
But the warmth of the sun may feel familiar.
How much of today did you really live?
With one foot on the dusty road back,
to the memories of weight.
And one foot forward to contemplate.
Did you live each moment's every molecule?
Today may become your greatest tool.
Living should not only be by remembering
With veins aching away for happiness 's sting.