The vision of life

One day, Men stood upon this world

And they looked at the sky

And they saw the blue, the birds and the clouds

And they had their unique vision of these things.

Some of them wrote about what they saw

Trying to spread their experiences to everyone

Trying to make their experiences resist time

and pass through the ages.

All of these men died...

When I look at the sky

When I see the blue, the birds and the clouds

Whatever I see and feel in the world...

I remember these men.

I remember that I am one of them

And that everything I see here is unique

And that one day... it will die...