THE CYCLE OF LIFE

In the beginning, there was only darkness,

But then, a spark of light ignited the universe,

From this, a vast cosmos was created,

A tapestry of stars and galaxies, so intricate.

In this grand design, there is a cycle of life,

A journey from birth to death, from light to night,

Each creature a part of this eternal dance,

A melody played out in time, circumstance.

For every birth, there is a beginning,

A new life, a world of hope and dreaming,

A tiny seed that will one day grow,

Into a tree, a flower, a life aglow.

The years will pass, and time will take its toll,

But this cycle of life will continue to roll,

The tree will grow tall, its branches reaching high,

Its leaves rustling in the wind, a joyful sigh.

The flower will bloom, a colorful array,

A gift to the world, a burst of life in May,

Its petals soft and fragrant, a feast for the eyes,

A moment of beauty, a time to mesmerize.

And then, as life progresses, the wheel turns,

The tree will age, and its leaves will fall and burn,

The flower will wither, and its colors will fade,

Its beauty forgotten, its purpose betrayed.

But in this loss, there is still meaning,

For death is just another beginning,

A journey to the unknown, a path to explore,

A cycle of life that never will bore.

And so, the tree will give its fruit,

A gift to the world, a moment of truth,

Its seeds scattered far and wide,

A legacy of life, a hope inside.

The flower will leave its seed,

A promise of a future, a chance to be freed,

From the cycle of life, from the pain of death,

A way to renew, to start afresh.

And so, this cycle of life will continue,

A never-ending journey, a tale to pursue,

A dance of creation, a song of love,

A gift to the world, from above.

And though we may stumble and fall,

We will rise again, we will stand tall,

For in this cycle of life, we are one,

A part of a whole, a never-ending song.