In the woods of life, where shadows fall,
A journey we embark, heeding destiny's call.
Through paths untrodden, we wander free,
Bound by time's eternal decree.
Amidst the whispers of windswept trees,
We dance with moments, our hearts at ease.
Each step we take, a story untold,
In the tapestry of life, both young and old.
Yet, lurking close, in the depths of night,
Death waits patiently, out of sight.
Like winter's frost, it chills the air,
Casting shadows, evoking despair.
But fear not the end, for life's a stream,
A fleeting dream, a radiant beam.
Though death may claim us, in its embrace,
Our essence lingers, leaving a trace.
For in the cycle of life and death,
We find meaning in each fleeting breath.
Through love and loss, we come to see,
The beauty of our mortality.
