Poem: It's good to leave this world sometimes

Sitting on the seashore
What was I thinking before?
No thoughts to remember
No visions to consider

Time has moved hither
With no worries recorded
And no world to consider
Where was I all the while?

No one will ever know
The secret has been lost
The world before me comes alive
Living again among the jive

Seeing life in full color
The challenge of living is revived
Courage and strength now I feel
It's good to leave this world sometimes!
Returning back recharges the mind.