I love this image- if it is yours, sorry I pinched it- from here…

Ways of life

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For some life is lived in the measuring

Of every moment

In raising high the cup of experience

And drinking it dry

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Life too is like a dark forest

A dark green shadow

Oozing out its fungal fingers

Spreading secret spores

Unnoticed

But irrepressible

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Life may be a blazing flare

Across the stormy night sky

Burning an arc into the retina

Should you look its way

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Life too is an ember whose glow

Was borrowed by proximity

Given

Then gone

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Or life may be a bubble

In a clear blue stream

Dancing with the bouncing pebbles

And waltzing among the weeds

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Then rising

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Detained briefly by the surface tension

Going through

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And beyond