That Is Life
That is life: A mystery, A riddle, A paradox. No one Understands The real secrets Behind The waves, The forests, The clouds. Spring comes, And leaves, Then autumn Soon arrives. Laughter always Follow cries. Tears spring From smiles. Pleasures lead To pains, And sorrows To delights. Night gives Birth to day. And day Gives birth To night. Life is Nothing but A shadow, A dream, A slumber, We fall in, And awake Only when The birds Fly back To paradise. Think not Too much About it. Life is A mystery, A riddle, A paradox. Take it As it is. Pick up All the fruit That you can, From the tree, And enjoy All the time That you have. Love, Sing, And smile. Written November 10th, 2001 © on Nov 10 2001 12:59 AM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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