Why Life Is Beautiful

Toward the Higher Place

The place where I stand is beautiful,
because even with pain still in me,
I am standing here,

and I have not fallen.

The people I meet are precious,
because though they are not complete,
I face them as they are,
and they face me too.

The time I live is shining,
because I do not stop in the dark,
and even now,
I keep moving forward.

The road I walk is blessed,
because it is a road
I could never walk alone,
no matter how hard I tried.

This breath I take is something to be thankful for,
because there were so many days before when breathing itself felt

impossible.

In this life, where I stay only for a night,
the fog of wandering has lifted,
because I know
where I am going in the end.

Because I know there are people waiting for me,
people who will welcome me,
people who will be glad
that I have come home

*these are my own paintings*