As the seasons change from winter to spring,
Spring to summer.
Sometimes I begin to wonder.
What is the purpose of it all?
Why does the higher power allow some to fall?
Fall victim to such devastation.
Cyclones, hurricanes and tsunamis thrown upon us to break our concentration.
What is the point of allowing innocence to suffer?
It is heartless and cruel.
Understand that death is life and life is death,
It swoops in always allowing one final breath.
Who decides who stays and who goes?
That is too much power for anyone to hold.
Call it fate, life, death or the cycle that is everything.
Just don't change that which is your being.
The cycle will never break,
Life it will continue to take.
Pondering all cannot change the unknown,
That which is the "Grand Design" was long ago woven.