Live. Accept. Soar.

Thousand Ways To Die

On the floor, surrounded by a bunch of used tissues. Cause: too much sadness.
In the rain, slipped and fell. Cause: too much water.
Under a car, crossed without looking. Cause: too much forward thinking.
Above the clouds, dragon attack. Cause: too much imagination.
Out in the field, lighting strike. Cause: too much electricity.
Off a cliff, jumped deliberately. Cause: too much depth.
At the table, choked on a crumb. Cause: too little air.
Tucked in bed, never woke up. Cause: simply time.
Who cares about 992 more?
We have a life to live. 
Death is a natural cause of being born;
Living happens when you dare 
To follow your soul.