Life is barren, it is fertile.
It is a ray beam of luck, it is a curse.
Life is abundance and nothing, it is a mystery.

Life is a million faces and names.
It swimming,crawling, walking,and flying.
Life is a petal, color and gloom, it is sight.

Life is her sublimes eyes and her beautiful brains
It is her bad temper, her history, and her flaws.
Life is overlooking them all, life is love.

Life is a flight, it is a journey
It wilts with a touch, and flourishes with another
Life is tears and joy, it is birth and death, life is a privilege