Forms change, not the soul

Those perfect 3 words line, the first line with a comma, the next one with a dot. And a dash of surprise with the exclamation. Each line having the same format. Each line grammatically and syntactically similar, but each line giving a glimpse of a different emotion. Its also magical to express within constraints, within rules and regulations, within tight word limits, under strict sentence structure. Isn't this very similar to how we live? And at the top is the title, summarizing everything that I want to say. But you won't get the meaning until you read the poem. You have to revisit it, just like life. Isn't that beautiful. You don't get the meaning of the word Life until you read it again. But not as an author but a reader. Only then you find out, the word life = most intricately convoluted beauty unfolding its pages.