The Definition of Living: A Mitigated Perspective

I mean I can  understand 

The way you make excuses

For the uses of what you do 

Or take away from the fact that 

Life, in all its glorious failures,

Is nothing but an illusion to the

Fact that

You are living.

Period.

Those moments of tied up words,

Endless exhaustion,

Workaholic endeavors,

The strive to be successful and if even that,

The strive for perfection, 

Control. 

The moments when you say 

To hell with it all

But then automatically take back

What was taken and frankly

Mistaken by the mishaps and mistakes that don't turn into regrets but experiences that take away the reality of it all. 

The moments when the cloud 

Covers you as you're the flower yearning for water to gently touch the ground just so you can get a sip to survive a little longer than the usually trip of being high on the light of the sun

Within that minute of frustration and

Exhaustion of the fact that everything you have accomplished 

Until now is nothing but a mere coincidence of frantic opportunities taken at the risk that failure is not an option

Seconds pass and then you realize that everything you had is gone. 

The perfect job,

Fired

beautiful girlfriend,

Non existent 

One moment you're happy

The next you're down in the deepest pit of trash. 

Instantly, things change within the time that it takes you to blink and think of all the moments that you think might be reality but in the nature of this world and the after,

Nothing

And I mean nothing

Can compare to how I feel at this moment.

Embrace and make haste as the

Time that comes will never come again,

Or maybe it will,

With the back and forth motion of waves and human interactions

And the way trees sway when the wind caresses them. 

It's all these,

Put into one blinder

And is grounded until

There is no single grain of

Hope remaining 

Isn't that what life is about? 

It those moments of high intensity 

And the ecstasy that flows through 

Your veins as you embark on the path to the futuristic unknown with the vulnerability and knowledge of an old man. 

Yes.

It's that moment when you feel infinite.

That, my friend,

Is the definition of living.