Ones life might begin when another life ends.
Life itself is self nurturing and grows and entwines with our souls.
It's pierces and roots itself in our hearts that our veins are pumping with life.
But strangely life can bring such burdens, hardship and regret.
However life can be kind, beautiful and calming.
To me, life means one thing but to you it might another, and that's the beauty of it all.
To me life begins when we are truly happy but to you it may be at our conception.
But regardless what you and I believe, life begins and ends at some point.
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The Bees, The Honey & The Bears
PoetryPOETRY FOR; For the ones bound like the bees, The ones with a soul as everlasting and pure like honey, And the ones with a spirit as determined as a bear.
