Reflections of Life

Is life worth it?

I ponder this question often. Are the benefits enough for the pain?

Like loving a friend, just to lose them?

Or giving your time to someone in need, just to turn into that someone?

To hear a lovely melody, just to cry to the words?

To walk on a beautiful day, just to walk alone?

To be a part of a family, just to be betrayed?

To keep on learning and discovering new things, knowing you'll forget it in your old age?

To have blessings of children, only to have them abandon you?

Maybe there are ups and downs. Maybe we can't control it. Maybe life is out to get us.

But maybe, just maybe, the curiousity built in us, is the main reason life is worth it.

Maybe life sucks, but is it better ahead?

How will we know unless we live life?