Not the End

It’s a story as old as time itself.
The grass that grows in the velds
is eaten by the buffaloes and deer.
They, in turn, are the lion’s meal,
and when the mighty king dies,
his body returns to the plain’s soil.
On that, the lush green grass grows.
Thus, the circle of life does flow.
Such is the law of the universe.
It’s a cycle that is never reversed.
So don’t be sad when it seems to end,
for something new will soon begin.

2 thoughts on “Not the End

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s