I walk on the face of the earth.
It is a privilege not a burden on me.
Life is simple actually
But my earthly desires
And the world around me
Make it complicated.
I was born naked with nothing
But my small, frail body.
I shall die and
This body shall be nothing.
What will be left is my soul.
I am just a pilgrim in this world,
A passer by as it is.
But I can leave my essence behind,
The mark that will somehow
Make a difference
On those I met along my way…
Whether it will be something grand or
not
Hopefully, the mark I shall leave
Is the mark of God…
Not of the enemy…
Nor of myself…
That when I am gone,
God will be remembered…
And deeply loved…
-luisadelacruz
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