March 21, 2014 Leave a comment
Wasted Life.. There is still time.
I see life slipping through my fingers as every minute passes with me staring at the screen, as every minute that leaves me sleeping, as every minute that I worry about not doing enough, not being enough..
Alas, when illness now touches me, I wonder if this is the last day of my life, have I lived enough?
Only, If only I could see the joy in every minute and feel the gratitude for the wonderful things I am blessed with in this life. It would have turned into a beautiful journey towards a mature soul.
Aha, what if there are still minutes left and I make the most of it? It is so wonderful, I still have a chance.