Day 11 -
13. A Cycle of Life
You're bound to have noticed
the sun rises every morning without
fail. Then it glides across the sky, lead
by clouds, and falls behind the horizon
once more. it is a cycle of life.
Morning dew drops smother
grass blades, filled with life.
Under harsh rays, they float
as vapor along smooth winds to
the clouds. Then to fall again as
shed angel tears. another cycle of life.
Far into the night, a new crying
child emerges from a womb. A new birth
into a thick blackness of the cycle.
As if by miracle, the moon splits
a cloud to shower the baby in warmth
to welcome it's into another cycle of life.
Spinning, moving, never-changing yet always shifting
through the stages of life. A cycle of life
is set in stone with paths and events engraved
in the souls of shoes whose feet cross paths
over and over again. But, every path is different
for different people. One snowflake from
dainty clouds is never the same as another from
the same. That is the cycle of life.
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