There is life beyond this life.
There is hope, hidden behind dark clouds.
The world where we live,
Dies and is born again.
If we become still,
We feel it’s pulse.
A sound in an infinite universe,
Existing regardless of ears to hear it.
Emitting light, though no eyes may see it.
How can we not be ever in wonder,
And awe at all that is?
An Unexpected Life 