Living

I know this - surely -

As the drumming of my heart

And the dancing of my breath

That I live - and am Alive, 

in waves that run to lick my feet,

soft grass which beckons me to lie by its side,

Winds that croon with ticklish breath their multitudinal melodies,

Inky nights that yearn and reach out for me.

I live in

grains of sands that were once roaming mountains, 

Rains brimming life from blazing volcanoes, 

Alive Light that shines from Sun and equally from eyes of dragonflies. 

I am Alive in All of this

As it's All Alive in me.