Life is often unknowingly labeled as difficult, filled with stress and a never-ending to-do list. There seems to be no time left to stand, to stare, or to witness the poetic beauty that surrounds us.
But poetry lives in everything: in success and failure, in pain and pleasure, even in birth and death. It is in every pulse beat of our life. A poetic sound echoes within each of us.
Let us catch that sound.
Life is idiomatic.