Life And Death

This poetry describes the mysteries of the life and death.

In the grand tapestry of life's sly weave,
Where birth and death in subtle threads entwine.
We ponder mysteries we can't conceive.

From first breath drawn to final, mournful heave,
In every heartbeat, every sign divine,
In the grand tapestry of life's sly weave.

Beneath the sun, we laugh, we love, we grieve,
In moon's soft glow, our dreams and fears align,
We ponder mysteries we can't conceive.

Life's fleeting moments, like a thief, thieve,
Yet, in death's grasp, a new existence shines,
In the grand tapestry of life's sly weave.

What lies beyond, when souls their bodies leave?
In the unknown, do stars of wisdom shine?
We ponder mysteries we can't conceive.

So, in life's dance, let not your heart deceive,
For in each ending, beginnings intertwine,
In the grand tapestry of life's sly weave.
We ponder mysteries we can't conceive.
Written By,
Ivan Edwin Pen Name--Maximus.

Author's Note

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