this divine moment…
As my sun sinks beneath the horizon one last time,
these are the questions I will ask myself:
Did I blossom into life?
Did I traverse the canyons of my soul and find the flower of my truth?
Did I dance wildly in the spotlight?
Did I love urgently and honestly?
Did I feel the colour of my own essence?
Did I paint the walls of my life in brilliant hues?
Did I lower my veil and face the world naked?
Did I put down my weapons and say ‘This is me—take me as I am?’
Did I touch the flames in order to transform?
Did I say ‘Enough!’ to the nay-sayers and hold my ground?
Did I gush forth from the bottle like a full-bodied wine?
Did I writ myself large upon the page?
And as the breath leaves my body, I ask
Did I truly live?