The Circle of Life

March 12, 2009
By Karsyn<3 SILVER, Park City, Utah
Karsyn<3 SILVER, Park City, Utah
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How many days have we been here?
Or does it even matter?
A million sunsets, followed by a million sunrises.
A million deaths followed by a million births.
It's the circle of life.

Every thing fades at the end of the day,
But the color is always brighter the next.
For me, I have faded almost into nothing,
But that amazing part is,
I have come back shining brighter than any star you will ever see.

When I take the time to look around me I realize just how blessed I am.
I see the warm and humble smiles from my family,
And I see the love all my friends pour out to me everyday.

Looking back on my faded times,
I feel ashamed.
Yes, there was a cause to my sorrow.
And because of that cause I was given an excuse to be sorrowful.
But I am ashamed because I spent my time burying myself in darkness,
Not even realizing what blessings God bestowed upon me right above the surface.

As some might say,
'I've been through hell and back.'
In my time of darkness,
The world above me moved on.
And because it moved on,
it did not give me the time to continue to mourn for my lost loved ones
Instead it gripped my weak hands and pulled me out.

How many days have we been here?
Or does it even matter?
A million sunsets followed by a million sunrises,
A million deaths followed by a million births.
It's the circle of life.

The author's comments:
When I was writing this poem I realized just how blessed I am to have come out of my "faded times." How blessed we all are to have what we have, how little or how big.

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