Still here

Are we still here?

Yes, we are still here,  

in the quiet breath of dawn,  

where dreams linger like morning mist,  

and the world awakens all.

We are a whisper in time,  

the rustle of leaves in the breeze,  

the soft hum of a distant song,  

that reminds us where we belong.

We are still here

In the dance of light on the water’s edge,  

in the bloom of a wildflower’s pledge,  

we find our place, so small, yet clear,  

in the vastness of all, we’re still here. 

And as the day turns to night,  

under the watchful stars so bright,  

we hold this truth, soft and near—  

in every moment, we are here.