Slow Fade

Slow music at the sound of falling waterfall.
I keep all the meaning behind water that falls on my face meaningless, only to call it a miracle.
Spotless without any water mark by nature. I mostly flew below all these falling waves, most of my life.
Now, I walk right through them with the best posture, head held high. Not scared of me or not scared of anyone passing by. Not really here to stay for forever and ever, so neither are you.
Folding the page to an interesting part, only to throw the whole book down this waterfall.
Life, be like that sometimes.
I believe, I was sent to keep a sunny day, sunny even when it decides to rain and break hope for all.
I believe, and I say that it is enough to just exist and thrive, at the same time or neither and still want to be alive.
A big part of human experience is believing in the most absurd thing.
I say, I exist to live every present moment for my soul and not really for anyone lurking through the rear view of my life.