We Give Life All Its Meaning

Life without meaning.
Is ever so demeaning.
It is a nightmare.
Without one’s comprehension.
A dream without vision.

Life full of meaning.
Is a life of fulfillment.
A life of purpose.
Made with obstacle courses.
Propelling us to action.

The actions we take.
Are what makes the differences.
To rise — or falter.
We give life all its meaning.
As puppets — or puppeteers.

Fear stifles meaning.
It would rather destroy it.
Avoiding all light.
It dwells in deepest darkness.
In deep chthonic spaces.

Fear has no meaning.
Is puffed up with pretensions.
Without our consent.
It soon becomes deflated.
Needing us for oxygen.

Fear depends on us.
In making it go viral.
Or else it will die.
It has no life of its own.
And feeds only on hatred.

Beings of meaning.
Granted with gifts of free will.
We make our choices.
To fall prey — or overcome.
Yes, life gives us obstacles.
To learn what we are made of.

We are our masters.
Masters of our destinies.
Life gives us choices.
To take away life’s essence.
Or give life its full meaning.