In the tapestry of time, we weave our fate,
With threads of joy, and strands of sorrow’s weight.
Each moment fleeting, yet eternally profound,
In life’s grand circle, where wisdom is found.

We ponder deeply, the meaning of our days,
Seeking purpose in life’s intricate maze.
Through trials and triumphs, our spirits grow,
Embracing the mysteries we may never know.

The stars above, they whisper ancient tales,
Of love and loss, of victories and fails.
In silent wonder, we gaze at the night,
Finding comfort in the celestial light.

So let us cherish each breath we take,
In this fleeting dream, from which we awake.
For in the end, it is not the destination,
But the journey itself that grants us salvation.