He lives simply, in the corner of his room
poked and prodded
grasping the rising sun.
He lives simply, consumed by thoughts–
the past, the present,
when his time will come.
He lives simply, speaking truths
and questioning,
Why is the grass green or the sky blue?
but never once do you hear, why me?
He lives simply, demanding to love.
Love those around you, love what you do, but ultimately
love yourself.
He lived simply, in the corner of his room
Surrounded by love
Grasping the setting sun
Remembering that to have a full life is to simply live.
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