Wandering light searching for another
Another to merge and emerge together
As the dawn to day
Pregnant, no haste, gives birth to day
Egg into a chick
Every moment a high risk
The wait colored with strange thoughts
Pensive, the heart reaches for hope from all courts
The mind slows each tick
Contrary, the clock knows no week
No month, no year or day
So appreciates no delay
Time moves like a song to change
The mood of life to rearrange
The entry, with singing
The exit, mourning
Change, like a masterpiece
Each note taking its melodic place
Step by step, one before the other
One after the other
Rising, blood boiling in the heat
Mind weaving in tune with the harmonic beat
Ascending, a crescendo of life’s notes blending
So, let the transformation begin!
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