There is a jungle of rooms
in which we live,
breathe, eat, sleep,
see, observe, and feel.

Some rooms are clean
and many are *****,
some are filled,
while others are empty.

In some you find people,
warm and friendly,
In others you are alone,
Bored and lonely.

In a few, you make friends
have fun and make merry,
in others you toil
drudge and weary.

And to connect two rooms
there is a door,
through which you pass
from one place to another.

When you leave a room
you can’t but help,
taking memories you gathered
and your older self.

But you cannot go back to a room
once you leave, it is for good,
yet you take some people along
as long as they are in the mood.

This is how you spend your time
every so often opening a new door,
changing rooms and moving around
gathering experiences in store.

The jungle is called life
both start and end are yours,
all you have is your own journey,
and freedom to choose the doors.