Life's a celebration, <br />if lived each moment. <br /> <br />Each moment is then golden, <br />glorious, always shining and gay, <br />bubbling up and sparkling, <br />like a bright and sunny day. <br /> <br />Through the sunshine of joys, <br />the shadows of sorrows, <br />bereft of Past or Future's traces, <br />as it evolves and grows. <br /> <br />Our longings, like bees, <br />gather love and beauty, <br />in a swarm of zeal, <br />from the world, wide and free, <br /> <br />and fill up our soul, <br />with ecstasy and pleasure, <br />we are honeybees on the hive, <br />children on the mother’s bosom. <br /> <br />Resting in her lap, secure, <br />feeling a thrill to stretch <br />to heights of the sky, depths of the sea, <br />what wonders this may fetch! <br /> <br />This moment's only to relish <br />and solve what comes its way, <br />and without any blockade, <br />accept or ignore, without sway. <br /> <br />For we can’t change a bygone moment, <br />a moment to come we can’t touch, <br />this moment's the only that shapes, <br />and our dreams must adopt it as such. <br /> <br />So what's life? <br /> <br />Life is exhilaration, <br />if lived through each moment. <br />Life is a celebration, <br />if lived through each moment. <br /> <br />Copyright © reserved by the author<br /><br />Amrit Rathi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-a-celebration/
