If you remain silent and still,
Your ears prick as a whistle sounds,
Glancing around to catch a glimpse,
What do you know?
It is you --- giving life a miss.
The shrill of life as it whizzes by,
The hopes and dreams as they wither and die.
After all, it is ever-after,
Never nearer...not much further.
Oh! Of all to have and hold,
Impressionable lives to love and mold,
You've shut your eyes and turned your ears,
In a desperate bid to rein your fears.
But life is more;
Much more, than sitting and waiting.
No.
Life...is for loving and living.
The beauty of life is in the beauty,
of being able to live it fully,
be it pain or happy or sad or empty.
Life with its ups and downs,
With its many twists and turns,
Is a life fully-lived and fully-yearned,
If and only if,
It has been fully churned.
