Stewardship
To those who argue: Life is drifting floating away
Something we can’t keep
Neither Love nor happiness deep
To them I’d say:
Even though I borrow all I have, thus I have not
Even though I have nothing at all
There is no more, it is not small
It is everything, while I haven’t got
Preemptively some conclude: Life is lost
All is worthless, nothing is mine
The vault is empty, we die at any cost
Stewardship would argue: Only to borrow
Should not make us value sorrow
As Nature shaped a life less fine
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