I Am Life


Life is the canvas,
I am the brush,
picture the colors as my thoughts.
Would you splatter them in awe?
Would you recreate what you see?

Life is the paper,
I am the pen,
hear the words as my thoughts.
Would you write what is?
Would you say what you wish?

Life is the sickness,
I am the medicine,
heal the heart as my thoughts.
Would you react to fight?
Would you care to cure?

I am life.

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