why do i take this life for granted? 
how can i when i know how closely 
life and death joined. 
the line between one another is so blurred 
its hard to tell when your too close
do you think beauty is a divine right
or a gift? 
i think the only time you can really know
is when your hanging over the edge of a cliff 
when your thoughts come to a complete halt
and your truly within the between
of life and death 
when only life fills your lounges 
and death fills your mind 
but hope and wonder 
fill your heart
then maybe, hopefully, you can see
you will see the divine beauty surrounding you
you will decide either life or death and
the unknown boundary will no longer be necessary
for you have made your decision
and now you can appreciate 
the path in which you have chosen                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    