When does life begin?
At the crack of dawn,
as a new born wails
in the arms of his mum?

In his early teens?
When discoveries unfold,
first heart-aches seen?
Trials of a man-child.

Or, in his forties?
Serious commitments,
responsibilities,
as the body deteriorates?

Life starts with a promise.
First rays of the sun,
then suddenly demise
into big drops of rain.

Life can be bitter.
Yet, if we can see through…
Accept life better.
Only then, we can breathe.