She Used Life

She used life.
She used life to no limit. She consumed it.
She consumed each second to the fullest
each second of every day.
She just knew how to take advantage of life.
She just knew life all too well,
To let it slip through her fingers.
One could say that she had it all under control.
Nothing escaped her grip.

She knew her abilities.
She knew just where she was standing,
All the time
She was really able to embraced the meaning of things,
out of everything in life.
She even knew hot to swim
through the vast oceans of excess, passing
Through the drowning decadence
Without being dragged down.

She was an artist at life,
an art-repair artist at life.
She made life, every day, every moment, every time.
She made life for her and others.
In and out, like an experienced yogi
She breathed life, in and out….
She imagined life, and created life…
My life…..


(To be continued)


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