Human life

Everything has a future, Is bearer of past too. The flame of life, Of different levels, In each of them. My flame is covered up, By fears, ambitions, more. This beautiful world, which We are burning everyday. Evolution made me write. The floating clouds above me Now, seem to remind me, That I have a beloved- Which I haven't met till this day. I can spend I don't know how much, Losing my thoughts into this. Relatively slowly drifting, And continuing, till eternity. Are we grateful? To have this human body? I think we still don't realize this.