Life

From the precise moment we are born into this wonderful, mysterious world, we begin to die

As time goes on, we begin to mature, we find ourselves asking, many times, why



Why do we go through so many trials and tribulations that seem to have no end

Often focusing on “poor me,” attempting to repair the wounds that are difficult to mend



Ah, but there is a rationale to this majestic illusion we call life, something we keep missing

Each and every one of us chose to come to "training camp" to complete a life mission



Our missions are a highly structured plan of life, made so we can spiritually evolve

Our lessons, though complex and sometimes severe, life’s meaning, each soul must solve



Do not judge one-another, we can only judge ourselves, do your best to do what is right

When our days are over, and our schooling is done, back home we will go, into the light



We are all in this together, let go of the negative and cleave to what is good

Be positive, love and forgive one-another, at the end of your days, all will be understood

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My take on our existance called "life".

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