Life is a river, quiet and deep,
Flowing through dreams, through laughter, through sleep.
It dances in sunlight, it weeps in the rain,
It teaches through joy, it strengthens through pain.
A flicker of hope in the darkest of nights,
A beacon of courage that kindles new lights.
It whispers in winds, it sings in the trees,
It hums through the silence, it rides on the breeze.
Life is a canvas, painted in hues—
Of triumphs, of trials, of reds and of blues.
Each moment a stroke, each heartbeat a beat,
Each stumble a lesson, each fall a feat.
It isn’t a race, nor a ladder to climb,
But a poem unfolding, one breath at a time.
So cherish the journey, the highs and the lows,
For life, in its mystery, endlessly grows.