In a circle of life, entwined,
where time turns and fades away,
I stride through years, through hours defined,
unceasingly, in winds that sway.
The beginning, the key to unlock,
a glimmer of hope, delicate and fine,
at the core of thoughts, the mind's own rock,
where life's origins intertwine.
From there, I trace my path ahead,
through ups and downs, joy and sorrow's reign,
enveloped by the walls time has spread,
transformed by every moment's gain.
Youth, like a breath of fresh air,
wild heart and soaring mind,
the world, an adventure to dare,
enticing, vibrant, dreams entwined.
But soon the journey completes its round,
age, like mist, begins to...