Life is the birth of coexisting with every soul and inanimate object surrounding us.

It’s the moment of the opening and closing of one’s heart to a significant other.

Life is the token that has to be paid when death is near with its gloomy aura and eerie smile.

It’s the fluid movement of the body in tune with the music played by nature’s wind

or the song on the grimy radio. 

Life is the graceful steps of a dancer that are played out without knowing the right

or wrong of the art that’s being made.

It’s the first cry of a newborn introduced to the world.

It’s the innocence that is brought out when given the chance to live.

Life is not the beginning or end of time for you to live on within those who have placed you in their

pandora box named the heart.

It’s the not exactly knowing how the future may be laid out for you

but how the present determines that path and the luggage you bring with it. 

Life is anything that you want it to be.

It gives us the reason to live to an unknown tomorrow that may be the best or worst of our days.