LiFe

Should I pull apart the moments?
Or should I count the uncountable moments?
How do I figure out life?
Is it the cluster of moments?
Seems antithesis to life…
No blacks.
No whites.
So death can never be an antonym to life.
Possibility of two merging together,
That’s the zone where breathing begins.
It’s a phoenix everyday,
Grandeur out of the ashes.
Smoke feels the throat,
Eyes burn with ashes,
Yet grandeur makes up for it.
Life after death,
With traces of death.
Death is a moment.
Life is a moment.
How do I find a difference?
ME