what's the frequency mission?

life knocks you down, it kick hits you when you least expect it, it fights dirty and shows no mercy. it's screaming in your face, what's the frequency mission? there's no let up, you can't even answer the fucking question because the blows keep coming. days later in recovery, the sun slips out, the birds make an appearance and the fish start leaping. for the first time you remember you are alive this is what it feels like. yes, a little pain and some throbbing from a few bruises but that photon ray feels good upon your skin, the taste of negative ions on your tongue neutralises any ache. you can smell lavender, spring is coming sooner than later, even the birds herald its arrival.