"The Spectrum of Life"

I like to believe that all that's happening is just a fleeting show,
A passing moment, like time slipping through our hands, so slow.
We cannot control the scenes that unfold before our eyes,
Only watch, as destiny quietly whispers and time flies.

What matters most is seeing beauty in all that comes our way,
The sorrow that we carry will have new meaning one day.
Life reveals a side of truth we long to understand,
Guiding us gently toward a place we’ve yet to land.

Each day is a puzzle, unfolding piece by piece,
A hidden gift disguised by pain, waiting for release.
Beyond the doubts and fears, we learn where the road might lead,
Finding blessings in the trials life gives us to heed.

There is no joy without the ache of sadness deep inside,
For it’s the sorrow that gives life meaning as we bide.
These feelings walk together, like shadows in the sun,
Both sides of the spectrum, needed for life’s journey to run.

"The Spectrum of Life"

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