Life In Motion
People will come,
and, people will go.
Blossoms in Spring,
In Winter 'twill snow.
The in and out
of every breath,
The twilight of birth
and mourning of death.
This orbital life,
on a linear course,
sometimes spins at dizzying speeds.
The joy is the mystery,
with each revolution,
of not knowing where
the next turn leads.
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