Stop. Live it.

When I was born, I was empty.
I have no needs, I have no wants.
Nobody.
So I opened my eyes and begin my journey.

I searched for name.
Some words, maybe letters
To tangle your tongue.
Then I finally found it.
I put it in my self, wear it every day.

I searched for game.
Some silly things, maybe stupid
To feed my happyness.
Then I finally found it.
I play with it, smile every day.

I searched for friend.
Some one to accompany, maybe two
To walk with me.
Then I finally found it.
I chat with them, through together every day.

I searched for feast.
Something to eat, maybe drink
To ease my hunger.
Then I finally found it.
I put in on my mouth, full stomach every day.

I searched for home.
Some place to stay in, maybe to sleep
To shelter my night.
Then I finally found it.
I make my living, come back every day.

I searched for love.
Somebody to embrace, maybe to kiss
To spend my life with.
Then I finally found it.
I raised a family, thankful every day.

As I passed every day in my life, I search.
As I passed one curiousity, I got more to come.
As I filled every emptyness, another one needs to be fill.

But at one step of my journey,
I stopped.

I breathe the air around me.
I hear the sound of my heartbeat.
I look back what I've found.

So I stop searching.
And start living what I've found.
For everything has come in their best,
And perfection is worthless.


I stopped. I live.