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.