Life

Life, its purpose unknown,
continues unceasing.
Death, its purpose hidden by fear,
colects another victim.
Both are known yet unknown;
Loved, yet hated; needed, yet unwanted.
We love Life; we don't want Death.
Both surround us in the world;
yet are unseen.
The essense of Life is Birth;
yet, isn't Death also a Birth?
The Birth of you r immortal soul.
The soul which inspires an artist,
a musician, a poet.
The soul, created at our first Birth,
is Born out of our second.