The Spiral of life

A Poem that expresses life

The Spiral of life

Life is truly a budding flower,

from moments first form,

to blossom and bloom,

retreating only once,

to wither and bow graciously,

returning to, from which it came.

Time repeats a garden of flowers,

in meadows, a symphony.

They dance with sun and moonlit skies,

and crest beneath the stars,

for the spiral repeats in everything

Life is truly a baby born,

from moments taken by eyes engaged,

to blossom and bloom,

retreating, only once,

to grow old and bow graciously,

returning to, from which it came.

Time repeats the budding soul,

in family trees, a symphony.

They dance with sun and moonlit skies,

and crest beneath the stars,

for the spiral repeats in everything…