Cycle of life

My heart races,

The aches,

Hard to forget the sixteen days of no trace,

But again life is all about chance,

I cannot guess about the love or the likes,

I can be frail.

But free and not afraid,

Sometimes some stories of life have no summary,

At times all the load in life is for the person involved to carry,

Like open clear sky,

No tears in my eyes,

No reason to cry,

It is luck just being present and being able to strive and survive.

Double_O Franklyne.