Life, beaming in a drop, hanging down a leaf,
Life, that surpasses the shackles of belief,
Life, flowing upon the rigid bed of rocks,
Life, like a standing pile of balancing blocks,
Life, always walks a path along the valley steep,
Life, a warrior against the darkness deep,
Life, breathing the
hearts’ tiny beat,
Life, like the fading impressions of the feet,
Life, that rhymes with the known, and a few unknown,
Life, stands atop the brittle heights of heartless clones,
Life, to live the
worth of each body and soul,
Life, to rest upon after an accomplished goal.
