By Helen Sarita
It is sometimes gasping an air of our breathing.
Life is not as smooth and arranged as we want it to across.
It is sometimes garbled to serve its purpose.
Life is the hardest step that teaches us to dance.
And yet it brings us as gracefully as we become
Life is not all the time winning to acquire wisdom.
It is our defeats that leave us wiser than our triumphs.
Life is meaningless if it is as shallow as the river runs.
Yet, it is as meaningful if it is as deep as the silent ocean.
Life is a flow of tears in a perpetual stumble and fall.
To give us enough lessons to learn and make it more colorful.
Life is worth living if we are brave to face its challenge.
And it is as good if we accept the outstanding design God has given.
Life is not measured in the numbers of breath we take
Preferably in the numbers of time, life left us breathless
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