SO IS THE WAY OF LIFE...

Of chances lost and opportunities gained,
Of ways closed down and paths opened,
Of love lost and hate conceived,
So is the way of life

That nothing is constant,
That all chances ought to be protected,
To be held close,
Lest they pass us by.

Of routes travelled,
Of people met,
Of lives lost,
Of babies born,
So is the way of life that touches everyone in many a way,
Though we all live one life.


Of earth shaken, 
Of rising sun,
Of dirt in the heart,
Of shine on the flesh,
So is the path we all tread,
Though not all are aware

Of days seen,
Of days unseen,
Of dark shone bright,
Of candles blown out,
Of ways brighter than we imagined,
So is the chance birthed,
For every soul known to the world.

Of crying babies and angered fathers,
Of sad mothers and lost brothers and sisters,
Of tears shed and teeth gnawed,
Of anger conceived and revenge instilled,
So is the heart of the enemy,
Who seeks justification of all wrong-doings.

Of people met,
Of days seen,
Of nights revelled,
Of love made,
So is the beauty that life offers,
Be careful to take it.