When Do I Feel Alive?

When I have a walk beside trees, or flowers, or weeds when I search the sky for the moon or the sun the stars or the clouds When I see or hear the laughs of my dears When the music of love fills my heart through my eyes my skin or my ears. What a life do I feel when I, full of happiness rely on emotions with greatest excitement and beauty, of course! But: There is nothing (not asking for) to make me feel more alive than danger my frustrating pain and suffering and worries those are the most real times of being aware of my own existence of my given life. Those times, a natural help to stop my crave for death, button pushing my soul's feet (*_*) to have a walk aside of a tree, or flower, or weeds search the sky for the moon or the sun the stars or the clouds Looking for the laughs of my dears (*_*) Listening to the Universal music of Love Shall fill my heart through my eyes my skin or my ears.. Then...Such life may make me feel stronger Than my bones... and... very.. Alive.