Chasing the Wind

I can’t see you.
But I know you’re there.
I can’t touch you.
But I know you exist.

Foolish, I know.
I’m chasing the wind.
Running, and running, with no end.
My consciousness is running low.

I know I can never grasp you.
Yet here I am, running.
Forgetting everything.
Because all I see is you.

I have to keep running.
I have to keep up with you.
Because the moment I stand still,
I am consumed in you.

On the moment I stand still,
I can feel you wrap yourself around me.
Taking me somewhere I should not be.
Somewhere we should not be.

The wind I’m chasing is you.
You’re a warm, gentle breeze.
But the longer I’m wrapped inside you,
The more suffocating it is.

Should I keep chasing you or should I run away?
Should I embrace this feelings or should I throw it away?
Save me because my life is going awry.

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Chasing the Wind

The End

And as the story goes,
all things must come to an end.

Stories, journeys, relationships, life…
all things must come to an end.

The end is inevitable,
the end is definite.

There is an end, so we don’t take things for granted.

If you know your life won’t come to an end,
would you still live everyday like it’s your last?

When you know something is going to end,
would you just give up?
Or would you fully enjoy it, savouring each moment, so that when it ends, there will be no regrets?

You read a book, an amazing story,
knowing that after a few chapters, it will end.
You would enjoy it more, savouring each moment.

You go to a concert of your favourite band,
knowing that after a few hours, it will end.
You would enjoy it more, savouring each moment.

You fall in love with someone,
knowing that you can’t be together forever, it will end.
Why can’t you enjoy it more, savouring each moment?

You are alive,
knowing that in a few more years, you will die in the end.
Have you already understood what it means to be fully alive?

The future is unknown.
The end is definite.
You are in the moment, the present.

Cherish every moment,
Seek every happiness,
Live in the moment.

If there is no end, how would you know what it feels to be fully alive?

The End