Cycles

A poem about death and rebirth.

The world seems to hold its breath
and slowly the tension builds
Waiting for an impending death
and the cracking of human shields

Time itself comes to a halt
Life seems to slow down
Souls wondering who's at fault
are slowly coming unwound

The time has come to say goodbye
as one thing comes to an end
the World gives out a resounding sigh
and Life begins again.