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In the great cycle of life’s eternal dance,
The thread of existence finds its chance,
To transcend the bounds of mortality’s hold,
And embrace the mysteries waiting to unfold.
 
From the ashes of the fallen, anew it begins,
The eternal journey where nobody wins,
For death is but a doorway, a portal unseen,
To the realm where life’s essence reconvenes.
 
In the womb of time, where dreams take flight,
The cycle continues, infinite in its might,
As souls transcend, like phoenix in the sky,
Reincarnating, in an egg or seed they lie.
 
A tiny vessel, holding secrets untold,
A new chapter written, destinies to behold,
Within those fragile walls, life’s story takes shape,
As the soul awakens, ready to escape.
 
The egg, a symbol of beginnings untamed,
A seed, a promise of life yet unnamed,
Within their tender shells, potential awaits,
To sprout, to grow, to seek infinite fates.
 
In this ever-spinning wheel, souls arise,
Like seeds carried by wind, to touch the skies,
From humble beginnings, they bloom and thrive,
Transforming, evolving, keeping hope alive.
 
And so, the cycle continues, relentless and free,
With each rebirth, a chance to truly see,
The magic in the dance of life’s grand design,
As we march on, in rhythms divine.
 
So embrace this cycle, embrace its grace,
For within it lies a tapestry we must embrace,
Let the egg and seed remind, in every way,
That life’s grand cycle is a gift to cherish each day.