LifE

A scavenger scavenges, out of reflex not of deliberation.

A dog wags his tail, perhaps because he likes you.

A baby chuckles and reaches up to touch your face, trusting you with all of her being.

A dark cloud covers the sun, momentarily blocking the heat on your back.

I see life – it is grey
I hear life – it is cacophonous
I taste life – it is bittersweet
I smell life – it is burnt
I feel life – it is heavy