The first breath. The last breath.
A celebration of growth. The ripping of a broken heart.
Tears in a joyful meeting. Tears of a solemn final farewell.
An exhilaration for the adventurous. A burden to the broken.
Receiving a newborn child. Releasing an elderly parent.
Forever onward runs the cycle of beginnings and endings.
In its variety of beautiful seasonal stages.
In the end a collection of unforgettable memories.
A time of reflection of difficulties, disappointments, joys, and hopes.
Seeing and understanding the extent of its value.
It is indeed precious.
It is indeed miraculous.
Commentary:
In reflective mode again here. It's the thing I do sometimes. I sat down to write a poem last night and couldn't get it to work, so I put it down for a time to get back to later for a fix. This is what I came up with. I hope it's effective in the message I'm trying to get out.
Have great day.
Beautiful thoughts. Makes me think on how little this mortality is for us. I am looking forward to seeing my dear ones again, gone too soon.
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