Life is the answer, and death is the question

Breathe.

Close your eyes.

Open your arms like the wing span of an eagle

And let it all soak in.

You feel that? 

You are experiencing this thing called life.

Let the wind comb through your hair,

And the birds voices ring in your ears.

Smell the world you have been missing for so long.

Open your eyes now. 

Look up.

The sky brings you a gift at every sunrise,

Always different then the last.

And kisses you goodbye with every sunset.

The sun will shine down on the good

And the rain will wash away the hurt.

Because beyond our sky are millions of others,

Folding upon themselves.

There are galaxies among galaxies

Living in a speck of dust that we can't fathom. 

But inside you are millions of dust particles

Containing more light than the sun.

You create something beautiful that even Shakespeare couldn't put into words.

The world rests in the palms of your hands,

And hope beats like blood through your heart.

Society will come after you,

For they are set out to destroy and conquer things they cannot handle. 

But inside you,

Adrenaline will rush through like a river

And you will fight back and overcome.

You have built layer upon layer of skin like armor 

To protect you from the outside world.

Words will be your sword

And faith will be your army.

Through it all, many will fall,

But you will remain.

For you do not give up on any challenge.

Strength is what created your bones

And determination burns in your eyes.

Now take a step back,

And see all you have done.

Take a look around to find the people you have lost

And the ones who stuck by you,

Through the good and the bad.

Look at the big and the small,

The details and the big picture.

See your accomplishments and failures,

And tell me,

What do you think is most important now? 

What is truly beautiful about your life?

The answer is and will always be:

You.