A Soul's Progression

Silently nightfall approached followed by a BLOOD RED MOON. Rumors had it, nights like these barely existed. It was the 21st of June, and the Sun fought that day creating summers existence. After Life, is there death? Like after summer, it's fall, then winter. Do souls escape mortality? Or stay forever and wither? Life is a complexity of thoughts and decisions, Whatever path you may choose, makes all the difference. Whether a sin is result of flawed intuitions, or purposely committed all is forgiven. I shall never know surely if there is a god but, I know I am flawed, I've failed and I've strived. I've laughed and I've cried. Upon all certainty I know, I am me. I breathe for equality, I'll bleed to be FREE.