Will I see all the beauty you have created?
This life is too brief,
To be filled with all the wonders
You have placed before me.
These legs you made
How far can they travel
Before they crumble?
These hands you moulded
How many lives can they touch
Before they fall by my side?
This breath I take,
Of each I count,
It may be the last,
Today or tomorrow,
Nobody knows.
The days are numbered
Just as you said.
And I sit here
Wondering which day is my end.
It may be today,
It may be tomorrow.
Everything is in your hand.
And I pray for one more day,
The longest summer's day,
To see, to feel, to hear,
Just one more wonder that you had created
Before time began.
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