The Cycle of Life

Here's a look at life from the eyes of a poet...but what do you think life is...???

Happiness, Joy, Bliss, Anger, Rage, and somewhere in between there lies, me. As the buds of life become filled with it juices and engorged to no end; then it begins.

Crimson and rust flow through me as a river. The warring of the gods and man; one wanting life and the other fighting to survive by its own nature. And without this constant battle there is no life.

Pressure, tension, and discomfort unlike anything you’ve ever known, the release of life that will never be known unto man. I beg that the war continues on and to stop as well. If it should stop it will be the end of life as I know it to be.