Perspective starts today!

The rain falls,
My heart listens
What is here for me today?
What is this time I have;
how do I use it well, use it right?
The smoke billows from my lungs and I ponder
What if this was it, this last moment, this last word, this last breath in my lungs, this last hello?
What if all I had was moments and those moments were the only testament to the life I lived?
What would I have to say for myself?
As the raindrops fall on my cheeks I am reminded of the tangible beauty in life.
The things I take for granted, the gods and idols I form out of selfish ambition and vanity.
The places I run to and hide that don't secure me.
The arms I seek shelter in but only break me.
What am I doing?
Stop. Hold on. Breath, keep going.
Realize the beauty in the breakdown,
The joy in the moments,
The fulfillment in the tears.
This is what shapes me, molds me, makes me, breaks me...
So I am broken into peices so I can grow from the ashes.
Perspective starts now.