We do not write life
Life writes us
And life publishes us.
We do not write the script,
Saying to life
Here is the scenario,
Follow my instructions and produce it.
For life is the scribe who pens and records us
And we are but the manuscripts of life
Which, it illuminates modestly or lavishly.
Life beckons and we must follow.
Life writes our birth, our youth and our death,
Life dictates the setting.
He who dares
Forge drafts for life to choose from,
Beware
You are distorting and mangling
The gift of life.
My friends, life is but a word said then unsaid
A song sung then unsung.
Life is but a burning lamp at the edge of nothingness.
Alisar
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