On Being Alive The moon shines just like the stars strewn and scattered in galaxies. I move and feel my body ignited, alive, my heart beats with all that there is. I draw in the air a gift I fully recognize right now in this moment. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Read more articles Previous PostLight Next PostThe Sun