Chosen to Be

What if tears are born out of the heaven? Where all

first experiences were at a thought. The risk was so real for you and

me. But everything by design was worth it. But everything by

design was worth it. There was no exhilaration of a heartbeat,

yet nothing was out of eyesight. Out of eyesight. Where there was no solid ground,

nothing we have to fight for. With no revolving doors

which open or close. No darkness or light to speak of.

No blood or water which we call life. No hatred or