With the years I have become increasingly comfortable with the cycle of life.
The cycle of life is much more than physical birth and physical death.
Is all the life and death in between.
As a writer
I like poetic language —
I like similes and metaphors
Hyperbole and alliteration (see what I did there)
I also tend to see the world in all it’s own poetry
And there is life and death
All the time.
Life and death takes many forms
Yes, of course there is physical giving of life and physical taking of life.
Literal: life and death
But there is much more life and death than just the beginning and the end.
There is life in starting school.
Learning to read and write
Learning to add and subtract
And growing those skills and understanding until
The metaphorical death of your schooling (but let’s be honest: one should never stop learning)
There is life in falling in love
The euphoria of connectedness with someone you adore
Understanding on a level you thought was impossible
Then you break up.
The metaphorical death of your love
I think you must get the idea.
People will come and go from your life.
People you were once very close to will change.
You will change, too.
Any maybe, it just won’t work like it used to.
As I have gotten older,
I have become content with the cycle of death and rebirth that takes place in every facet of life.
Friends will come.
Friends will go.
I think you get the idea.
But it is what comes after the life and death that is vital.
The phoenix rising from the ashes.
Allowing you to be born anew.
To see with fresh eyes.
It may never be easy to die,
To let things die.
It is possible
To become something more.