The Final Words I Wish For

In my days, I endeavored 

to become lost

In the wonders that lie 

in each soul I encountered,

to never become cynical

with the ugly,

and to always fan the fire

of my heart

to search for the goodness

unique to each soul

how I was blessed,

to be captivated

by such invaluable souls

in my days, I strove to explore

this gorgeous world

I found myself waking in

and to never take

even the ants crawling around me

for granted or mundane:

for everything is breathtaking

if we look closely enough

how each discovery I uncovered,

illuminated my heart.

in my days, I ceaselessly persisted

to uncover the depths of myself

and actualize the capacity

I was given

by a mysterious source:

a mine of gems

with inestimable value

I tried to unearth

with all my strength

how the journey into my heart

empowered me to live consciously

and joyfully

in my days, I sacrificed

so much that was dear to me

that I could serve cosmically

healing vessels containing universes

that laid between earrings

behind eyes

and above shoulder

when they no longer worked:

for when our container

of our consciousness fails us –

– such a plight is existential:

it is a state in which

we are at our lowest point

and seek out someone

to try to guide us

to our peace

whatever it may be

how I loved each day of my life,

having the honor

to make each of them celestial:

an honor, 

I and no one deserves.

in my days,

I stole glimpses

of the true nature

of myself, others, and this world:

and by piecing these fragments together,

I was able to know my God,

in accordance with my capacity

may my life

be an art piece

made solely for God

and those ancestors

who sacrfieced all

that I may know Him

how I pray

the toils of my life

the hell I endured

the sacrifices I made

the people I made smile

makes them proud

how I pray

I will be finally able

to rest knowing:

I have done

what I was created for

and completed all

I was entrusted

to finish