How Precious Life Is
Pray, have you ever reflected on how precious life is
Have you ever felt like the existence you lead
Remains your one and only chance to prove
To that subtle power that hides behind the skies
That you do not deserve to float in Earth's sea of confusion,
Of messy uncertainty, of derision and of its falsity?
Why, life, though it remains, rough and tough
Though it remains a suffering, a burden,
Imposing upon us, a heavy cross which we shoulder,
As we tread on our way, with limits and conditions
Tied to our ankles,
Why, life, remains that opportunity
For us to provide the Gods with the certainty
That goodness inhabits us and that our place
Is not here but among them,
Enjoying the most blissful of existences imbibed
With the ecstatic melodies of eternal youth and beauty!
Life is as it is, it comes to be through mystery,
As yet to be demistified and it ends, in ways
Which remain out of our control!
But life also teaches us while we do walk on,
Life also guides us,
Life expects from us obedience, repentance,
And blinded submission
More, life requires from us, love for it, displayed
As the love we aim at our family, our spouse, our children,
Our neighbours, our friends, our enemies,
Life, in the very end, remains tricky, yet, so precious
As it holds, in between its many folds,
The pathway towards there where existence is fairer!
For Contest: How Precious Life Is
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Written on 9th Oct 2018
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