The Eternal Dance: Life, Death, and Rebirth
Life is a river, flowing free,
Through valleys vast, to the endless sea.
In its current, dreams are borne,
To fields of twilight and dew of morn.
Death is the night, a gentle calm,
A silent whisper, a soothing balm.
It cradles life in tender arms,
An end that heals, and never harms.
Rebirth is dawn, a brilliant light,
Breaking the silence of the night.
From death's embrace, a new life springs,
A song of hope, the universe sings.
The cycle turns, eternally,
From life to death, from death to be.
In every end, a new beginning,
A dance of time, forever spinning.
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