In a crowded street, a face struck
A warm smile directed towards me.
Curiously I stared as she walked closer
“Hi, I am Life.” And so I met her.
Awestruck, she looked familiar yet unidentifiable
“Oh dear, you are me! Just like me but prettier and older!”
I almost shrieked and she giggled away.
“I am what you make of me, your soul’s image.”
I still stood rapt while the rest all blurred away.
She continued, “My smile is the fruit of hard work,
the glimmer in my eyes is the satisfaction,
and the grace from hardships and experiences.”
To be honest, I couldn’t say a word,
I was struck by surprise and insight.
By the time I came back to reality,
Life had treated me with a lesson…