Life
Life is full of mysteries,
That we try to solve,
Never knowing what we should find,
Never knowing if it would be the last one.
Through life we build a spirit,
It can break with a few simple words,
But takes years to fully restore it,
To its former beauty.
At night we are attacked by our fears,
They play images in our heads,
To scare us from the beauty of life,
And it's mysteries.
When storms blow into our life's ,
We focus on the bad,
When in reality, we should see this as an opportunity,
To cleanse ourselves in the rain.
Life has so many things,
That we take for granted,
When we should see them as a blessing,
Not for something that is ordinary.
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