We have scars and poetry
to remind us about pain, but
we do not document happiness enough
to remind us of the good things.
Holding on for another day and
getting up to face the world—
these tells us how much we are
defeating uncertainty and sadness.
We are so used to successes
that we do not notice it anymore:
—your heart beating death
again and again—your lungs
never refusing air—your spirit
thriving, despite the limited time.
- Mark Dimaisip