The cycle goes on

The cycle goes on
The first moment in this world begins
with a blink and a cry
that fills all hearts with joy

The cycle goes on
We crawl, falter and fall
The earth embraces us
The world seems so large and tall

The cycle goes on
We stand, we walk and then run
The race begins
School, books, freinds, a new life
A new energy, the world suddenly
becomes small.

The cycle goes on
Youth brings with it responsibilities
Pressures, promises of love and bondings
Most live through, some perish
Those beautiful days languish
The candle flickers and burns out.

The cycle goes on
We pine for the lost, but move on
we keep going, time never waits
Childhood toyed, youth toiled yet
Unfinished tasks tug at our cloaks

The cycle still goes on
Wrinkles, infirmity, yet a vigour
that holds on to the world and
all that is our own
Once again sights and sounds overwhelm us

Then one evening everything is
gone and past
Nothing remains but a void
among everything that was our own
We embrace the earth
Yet the cycle goes on.

(Originally written on 4th Feb 2003)