These are only words of my humle thoughts. On where, why and what are we. Things that may make us a bit chary, but please don’t be too worry. Just think about them and be happy Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond, and what lay before?
Is any thing certain in life?
They say, life is too short.
The here and the now.
And you’re only given one shot.
But could there be more?
Have I lived before?
Or could this be all we’ve got?
O brothers and sisters… load up and fly high.
Don’t groan and sigh.
Life isn’t about this and thy.
There are a whole lot X and Y.
For those who start thinking
“Here” is only the beginning.
Of a journey never-ending.
“Now” is the timing.
To seize the everlasting.
O Brothers and sisters… We’ve talked the talk. But dare we walk the walk. We’d known those certainties. But never yield to them. We blinked at the fact. Made one slip after another.
O…brothers and sisters. Make up your mind. Rise high up and be ready. Time is a bullet you can’t dodge. It’s cutting you right to the top. It will never too late to catch you up!
O fratelli e sorelle… Scusa la mia povera lingua