Between the living and the dead

Years back, i went to the altar, caught some fire and the fire still burns within.

The living and the dead. What is the difference?

Some of those who are living are no different from those who are not. What separates them is but a beating heart but yet there are great simularities. Death in dreams, passion, desire, hope, love, faith, joy, purpose, destiny, responsibilities, contributions, morality, integrity, creativity, improvements, empowerment.

I am not for death but there is a galaxy of difference between just breathing, existing, surviving and living.

The difference does not lie in the length of years or width of possessions.

It is one thing to live and another to have something worth dying for. Between it all (for me) was but an altar, where i caught some fire and it still burns till now.

The more i live, the more imperfections i realize and the more i know that i need You.

The older i get, the more i need to go to the altar, to catch some fire and let it keep on burning.