Human

Humanity, in all its greatness and all its strife is an existence at which we can do nothing but marvel.

It is both fragile - so fragile - and beautiful, oh so beautiful.

And complex.

Filled with ups and downs, countless twists, and many turns.

Humanity is constant.

Though breath may come and life may go, humanity remains.

It changes, it grows, it lingers.

Humanity is us. And we are it.

Our highs, our lows,

Our moments of greatness,

Our fatal flaws.

It is both the essence that fills us and the legacy we leave behind.

Humanity is everything.

Humanity is ours.

Now, what shall we make of it?