Oh Life!

Sometimes you arrive at my door

as slow as a snail inching across the path,

other times you blow the door open

like a windy gust on an autumn's day.

The placid days of slow,

the wild days of rush,

all are equally valuable

on this meandering, uncharted road of existence.

Oh Life!

Sometimes I push you away like a heavy burden,

other times I wrap myself in you like a precious gift.

Oh Life!

I want to jump into you fearlessly,

I want to dance with your mysteries,

and maybe most of all,

I want to laugh with you,

yes, that seems like the most laudable goal of all--

a good laugh with the sages by my side.