Fifty years of unfulfilled potential
no focus, just a cloud of getting by.
No hopes, no aims, no questions existential
a life adrift betwixt the sea and sky.
Then comes a thought, a simple supposition
that I am what I make myself, so why
accept the mediocre life I'm living,
I'll spread my wings and teach myself to fly.
In an instant my whole life condenses
into a single brilliant point of light
A supernova lighting up my senses
A new star shines upon this world tonight.