The Cycle of Life

A man lies in his bed

Frail, crippled and old

A woman lies in her bed

Young, vibrant, and bold

As the pain comes from inside the man

He moans

As the sharp pain stabs the woman

She groans

The man slowly inhales the air, Working hard to fill his chest, While the woman pants heavily,

Very much aware

That the pain won't give her a rest

Then, an infant wails

Proclaiming life

And the man's heart slows

As he looks at his wife

Ten little fingers and toes wiggle

about

As you hear the joyous people shout

An Angel of death takes the man's hand

And an Angel of life, let's go again

The man slowly slips away and is gone from here

The infant slowly slips in and appears without fear

Two souls passing in time quietly

Life and death both whisper softly

So, the cycle of life begins, And the cycle ends