The dance of life

In the realm of time, life performs its dance,

A symphony of joy and sorrow, in every circumstance.

From birth's first breath to the final embrace of death,

Life twirls and whirls, with every passing breath.

Like a raindrop falling from the heavens high,

Life descends upon this Earth, to live and die.

It blooms like a flower, radiant and bright,

And fades away, like the sun's fading light.

In the cradle of love, life takes its form,

Nurtured by care, through calm and storm.

With tender innocence, it learns to crawl and walk,

Exploring a world full of wonders and talk.

With youthful vigor, life dances in its prime,

Chasing dreams, racing against the hands of time.

Passions ignite, as love's fire burns,

And life dances to the melodies, fate churns.

But time moves on, as life reaches its crest,

Leaving behind the joys, and the moments it blessed.

The dance slows down, steps become frail,

As life prepares to bid its final farewell.

In the twilight of existence, life's dance subsides,

Embracing the eternal silence, where peace resides.

Yet, the memories linger, like echoes from afar,

And the dance of life lives on, like a shining star.

Oh, dance of life, in all its grand design,

A tapestry of emotions, woven through the sands of time.

Though transient, it leaves an everlasting trace,

The dance of life, a timeless embrace