been told life is beautiful.
the valleys and mountains
strategically obeying a path
with rivers of emotions and feelings
flowing and ebbing,
criss crossing,
through the lows
and going side the hurdle mountains.
the joy of sunlight
and the love of moon
worshipping and watching the progress
like a guardian angel from somewhere
as our childhood stories of them said.

oh, it is a beauty to behold
the poets have said of life;
the living,
the dying,
the reviving,
the hurting,
the breaking,
the happiness,
the sadness,
the pleasure,
the pain,
the thinking,
the doing.

the art of life being made beautiful
with a touch of each people's hands.
hands that I never thought will be there
in painting the blank canvases,
at the back written 'life',
in a starring contrast to each other
with pieces highly varying
like masterpieces made by different artists.
together, beauty.
life.

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