Life: A Poem
I always cursed my own life,
with anxiety and fury that
I couldn't hold back and hatred
but when I stopped and,
looked up at the sky,
I realized how small I was.
And an infinite world spread out before me.
A sunbeam illuminated my insignificant form.
It was as if I a kind shower of light
washed away my sins.
For the first time in my life,
I felt grateful to have been born.
I felt blessed at the very end.
I was finally able to forgive myself.