Life Dances Even During Sleep Poem by Ulysses Cabinatan

Life?
Is it finding fortune, heaping money.
Climbing mountains, conquering seas.
Travelling
Watching the Pyramids
Satiating every desire
Feeding every hunger pangs

And when one is hungry for love
Feeding it with pleasure

When one is hungry for fame
Feeding it with treasure

Numbing the traumas
Burying sad memories
Falling in cow dung
Wiping the dirt
Rising

Swimming the seas
Going with the waves
Going against the tides

Being busy when awake
Or doing nothing
And life
Still dances even during sleep.