Living is a Privilege

In life, each step we take is a choice, each risk is a chance to live fully. Age is not just the passing of time, but the accumulation of experiences and wisdom. This sonnet celebrates the courage to live and the privilege of growing old, with gratitude and love.

Sonnet:

To be born is a chance, a light to dawn,
To live, however, is a challenge and a road,
Between winds, destiny and journey,
Risks and dreams, that come to cross.

In the curves of time, the old man remembers,
Each line on the face, well drawn,
Tells stories of a beloved life,
Shows the strength of those who knew how to dare.

To grow old is a prize, a rare opportunity,
Where love takes deep roots,
And the soul finds its greatest desire.

To live is a privilege in the world,
With courage the opportunity is traced,
To make time, a fertile dream.