an accidental memory in the case of death

[embracefall]

things will get better
things will be worse
things will be tired
you will traverse
upwards and downwards
spirals and stairs
waving your hopes
high in the air

the wind is not blowing
the trees will not sway
because you are breathing
i'm living today
i'm living tomorrow
i'm living, so brief
and when i'm not living
your smile, i'll close keep