Life Poem by Cythna Shelley

Life is a book,
Yet to read.
Life is a limit,
Yet to exceed.
Life is a mystery,
Yet to unfold.
Life is a story,
Yet to be told.
Life is music,
Yet to be played.
Life is an ornament,
Yet to be displayed.
Life is just love,
Yet to be loved in a sense profound.
Life is a land,
Yet to be found.
Life is a signature,
Yet to be signed.
Life is a manuscript,
Yet to bind.
Life is a battle,
Yet not like Troy.
Life is an end,
To everlasting joy!

~Cythna Shelley~