by Joshua Lefort, 17, Canada
Life is a fluid and timeless entity,
flowing through my veins
like a majestic stallion galloping on the lightest of clouds,
and radiating off of my skin
like vapour seeping through the muzzle of a scorching hot porcelain tea kettle
Life cycles through us like a water droplet cycling through mother nature
Till it evaporates reclaimed by the sun´s parched lips.
Life is a currency that is traded in
like stacks of poker chips at the time keeper´s shop.
It has yet to be tamed and so it runs free
like the king of the jungle in the vast planes of the safari.
The puzzling notion of life repels those who dare challenge it
like magnets destined to push back one another.
It slips away from us
like a fine cut ice cube melting away without in our very hands.
And the word’s mellow ring gently rolls off the tip of my tongue and lands on my resting lips
like a leaf determined to gracefully descend onto a dark and rich soil.