The Rhythm of Life

Life and death and rebirth-

Every second, minute, year-

Life and death intertwined-

In every falling tear.

Hearts ever beating- 

Breathing and alive-

Struggling ever onward-

Hoping to survive.

The earth holds us in her arms, 

But we can never know-

When the wild storm will come-

Or where the winds will blow.

We face the storm with trembling,

And some are blown away-

Yet others make it through the gale,

And brave another day.

The wind sways the open trees- 

The waves sculpt the sand- 

The rain falls where it will-

Strengthening the land.

The stars shine in the dark-

Dancing through the skies-

You might glimpse another’s soul-

If you look into his eyes.

The sun sets and rises-

The ocean breaths in and out-

Storms come and go-

But human hearts still doubt.

Laughter surges up-

Tears fall and dry-

The music of our souls- 

Soar up to the painted sky.

Creation ever dances-

To the rhythm of life-

We are falling and swaying and singing-

To the Musician’s fife.