Sentience Poem by Ndldive Ternens

Life, I am so obliged,
Now that I’m aware once more,
Would I return here again?
Ask the same question again?
Was it just random chance?
That I had been gifted to feel?
The rain, the wind, everything,
Every moment within,
Perhaps a testimony
Perhaps an assertion
That the purpose life is sentience
To be aware that it is aware
And In time, before I lay dormant once more
Reclaim me and awareness be set free
I would be obliged again
and say
indeed I truly see.