Be Alive

What is it I see?
Flowers are made of glass,
and the sun is a lightbulb.
Human, being of the earth, water, wind, and light.

I'm jealous of the trees,
that dance with the breeze,
and aim for the sky.

I'm jealous of the earth,
the grass,
for being the skin of the tears of the clouds.

I'm jealous of the lakes, rivers, oceans,
for their playful spirit to travel,
breath, flow, travel, laugh, and roar.

I'm jealous of the birds,
all of them,
for their freedom.
And the creatures that know where they come from.
Creatures that sleep with the moon and rise with the sun.
Beings that love full-heartedly, fear nothing.
Beings that are being.

Wake up.