What consolation does life give me when the tide comes in and darkness fall?
Nothing.
Instead it pushes forward not allowing me time to rest.
However, despite the seeming movement -
Despite the changing hues of life,
All is just trapped in an unending circular rotation.
A cycle of happiness turning to sadness
Of plenty turning to emptiness.
It is no wonder we excitedly move to maturity only to seek youth again.
Or achieve our optimum strength at the helm of our greatest weakness.
Or possess peace just when we throw the towel and let things be.
Sometimes we feel we want to break off the cycle
Only to find ourselves trapped in yet another
There is no escaping life
Or the fact that in the end, you'll find you are only just beginning.
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