The themes of life

A poem by Benjamin Robinson.

The themes of life they run through us all,
the emotions and the feelings,
the love,
the hurt,
the anger,
the rage,
the frustrations,
the temptations,
and in each,
how big,
how great,
how tiny and how small,
and how delicate and how incredible,
and how wonderful and how beautiful are they one and all,
for upon this Earth,
they are all conquering,
and there is no escape from them,
and what has brought us into this shape and this form,
this complexity from simplicity,
this complexity into which we are brought,
I know not for it is a mystery,
but is the Earth of a sentience born,
or was it born by chance,
because chance has a role in so many things,
but has chance designed our fate,
from the beginnings of humanity,
upon the Earth and amongst the heavens,
and the stars in the light of the sun,
the light of the sun under which we grew up,
and from whence our life’s work was begun,
in the universe where we were given the choice,
the choice to choose and the choice to exist and to be,
and to survive and to thrive and to find a home,
and to find a calling that you can be happy in,
and to find friendships and love,
now what greater things can there be,
for upon this Earth where we live and where we roam,
how beautiful life is with our feelings,
and our emotions that define us,
and that allow us to express ourselves,
with our feelings of love,
hurt,
anger,
rage,
frustrations,
and temptations that we all come to well know,
because how great it is that inside us is imagination,
and fascination and desire and want and need,
and tenderness and compassion,
and memories and the ability to be educated,
and to educate and to grow,
and what a wonderful world this is,
and what an incredible thing life is,
and how great life can be in this body,
this body that from chance,
or sentience we are born into and that we live in,
upon this beautiful Earth,
this beautiful Earth that we are so lucky to call home,
in the gloriousness of the galaxy.