Round and round everything goes,
In an ever more and eternal circle.
There's an unending way of things,
And it rotates for a reason.
Maybe nobody knows the real reason,
But we accept it anyway.
Death is a completion,
And life has a way of returning.
All things must die someday,
In order to be able to start anew.
Some lay dormant for awhile,
And others must be renewed.
Whether one believes that God
created the universe,
Or if it was just a cosmic "Big Bang",
But it matters to Mother Nature,
How things live and die.
We go thru our daily lives,
Not aware of many things.
We only think about ourselves,
And not what we should be doing.
As spring and summer dies away,
And brings about the fall and winter days,
So must animals of all kinds,
To make room for more.
I believe that when people die,
Their souls return to heaven.
Later in the scheme of things,
A new soul is born again.
In any event no matter what,
Life goes on as everyone knows.
It is the way of everything,
And an ever lasting cycle of life.
by Jann Newland
(copyright - Nov. 2002)
