Unraveling Life

We set up our bivouac of life by the world's battlefield, It befits us then that we live not in peace nor die free from strife. There’s got to be more to life than work, marriage and kids, Life can’t be there just for tackling tasks and achieving goals, It’s got to be more than just wooing fortune and fame, It all seems so mundane-- Life can’t be there just for living and dying. Life cannot only be of love or of absolute faith, It’s got to be more than the trusting heart or the fanatic fervor, More than dogged devotion or persistent prayers. The idea of heaven and hell oh, seems too far-fetched, Life cannot just be the good and the evil, It cannot just be for lauding the lord and damning the devil. Nor it seems is for life to foray into the unrelenting realms of the heavens. There seems something of life too close to us to seek, too familiar to identify – Like our hopes Like our dreams Like our thoughts Like our will to live... Too precious to own Too elusive to grasp. ~"How Precious Life Is" contest by Line Gauthier