there's a fine line between life and death

I don't know who will read this
but when you do

I hope you understand what I'm seeing and see even more perhaps

there's a fine line between the living and the dead.
what comforts me most is that this earth belongs to us both.
there's a time to be alive, and there's a time set for us to be dead.
we cannot do both.
and then there will be a time again, when we will live again this time, if Allah wills it so, then, forever

the body of the living is a shell for the soul that resides within
and the machine that allows the soul to function in this world
when devoid of life,
it becomes flesh, it disintegrates
and ceases to exist

there's a fine line between life and death
sometimes the soul persists
but the body disintegrates

both ways, it is difficult for the other living to witness

we all undergo the state of birth and death

it is a part of all of us

it seems that time
sometimes time makes us forget
the alternation of day and night
and our activities in between

we forget
that we die eventually as we were borne once upon a time

they say mortality rates have increased over the years
people live longer
another 20 years
and so?

I was once 5 years old
I still remember the memories I had done
I still remember the memories my father and mother created for me
the world, the cocoon, the night lights, and the fancy dresses,
the shoes, the dancing, the music, the coloring and how I fashioned my hair in front of the mirror,
I am 25 now
20 years have passed
and time will never return to the point I was 5.

People age, people grow old, things change, seasons pass

Although sometimes I feel like my mind always knew a lot of things
I just now know that I am passing the things I am meant to pass

And I pray that He forgives me
as I make my mistakes along the way

All I ask for as I am still alive
is to rid me of arrogance and doubt of Him
rid me of anger and dishonesty

Eventually my place is the cracks between the soil
And my fate lies entirely in His hands...

from him you come, to him you return...
this is life
that is all