A leap of faith,
Whether in love,
Whether in life,
Whether at death,
Waking is to plummet,
Headlong into the unforeseen.
A mystery without end,
Until we breathe our final breath,
Meeting whatever fortune,
We so feverishly wove,
Through thoughts and deeds,
Living absent of tomorrow,
We cannot know,
We cannot want to know,
What fate awaits,
On our final day.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~