Before I lived, I had nothing to fear. The world was a plain and open place. Before I lived, I knew nothing of what the world would be. While I lived, I saw the world, found what it had become. Wished it could change, while I lived. After I lived, there was no more fear, only the beautiful golden gates, the warm embrace. No more wishing the world would change, that it would be different. After I lived.
Before I Lived
December 2, 2010