Pay the Mind

I notice the clothes against my skin,
the breeze on my face,
the birds singing, the tick of a clock.
I respect the air I breathe, and the way I consume it, the ways of my friends, the love of my family.
I understand the inevitable, but do not accept it, it will not pardon my anatomy.
I accept that what  we see and feel, is all we know, but what if there's more? More beyond this veil?

What do you notice?