Live every day as if it were your last, they told me

Live every day as if it were your last, they told me, words carrying shadows and chills, a thought like a storm gathering on a clear sky, a pressure that presses to immobility, a swan song that moves the soul in circles of unease, where time intertwines with fear, but within me, like an echo of another life, the desire is born to live every day as if it were the first. Every morning, the world unfolds like a new painting, colors dancing in the dawn's light, each leaf becomes a story, each breeze a whisper of the universe wanting to be heard, I find myself in the fascination of discovering anew, feeling the earth beneath my feet as if for the first time, and everything I see seems a miracle, a universe of mysteries waiting to be explored with fresh and curious eyes. Every sound is a symphony, every ray of sunlight an artist painting shadows on the canvas of the day, I feel the desire to explore reborn within me, to walk through the world with a heart open like a flower, each encounter becomes an adventure, each spoken word a verse from an unwritten poem, and in this new world, full of promises, I lose and find myself in a dance of discovery. Live every day as if it were the first, I tell myself now, with a voice carrying light in the soul, and in every moment, I rediscover the joy of being, of feeling, of loving as if for the first time, without fear, for in this eternal beginning, each step is a story, each breath a state of grace and longing, and in this infinity of beginnings, I lose myself in the beauty of living with a soul bare and full of life.