Sand Through the Hourglass [Original Poem]

As one progresses
Through each cycle of Life,
The perspective on reality which
The entity is perceiving
Alters endlessly
As one adapts to their surroundings,
Creating an equilibrium
Which the mind, body, and the spirit
Find mutually beneficial.

Death
Is but the spirit
Rebirthing itself
As the organic mass
Which it encompasses
Can no longer sustain
The vital energies
Required to operate
And function
On a day to day basis.

Within all things
Is beauty,
Should one so seek it.


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