Life is an endless puddle of radiant turquoise. Life is the last breath of a fading human being. Life is my heart singing to the dark side of the moon. Life is the ancient arrow of time. Life is a shriveled bluebell, waiting for the future. Life is like rainfall before dawn, singing and sighing and nestling. Life is a glowing stain of imperfection. Life is the quiet blackness of loss, building a mountain of isolation. Life is the rigid scream of inflexibility, clawing at everything that used to be. Life is the blessed infinity of awe, shining in the dark. Life is the fullness of light, expanding and pushing and pulling.

Life is the fierce flame of hope, shattering fear into oblivion.