"To live" means to pick up particles of death
as a child picks up crumbs from beneath the table.
"To exist" means to drop the bread behind you on the path
hoping the birds will find the crumbs and eat them.
"To live" is to rush forward eating up your own death,
like a locomotive with its catcher on, hurrying into the night.
—Robert Bly (1926–), "To live or not"
Photo of wild turkey and her chicks at Cumberland Island National Seashore from PxHere