I yearn to live with every beat,
A symphony of life, so sweet.
A fleeting reel, life's moments pass,
Like frames in time, a fleeting mass.
But when Death's cold hand descends,
The curtains fall, the play suspends.
No more the thrill of life's embrace,
Just silence, darkness, and empty space.
Yet, in the echoes of our hearts,
A melody that never departs.
For life, though gone, its essence stays,
In memories that time cannot erase.
So let us dance while we still may,
Before the final curtain's sway.
Let every beat a symphony be,
A testament to life's sweet decree.
For even in the face of Death's embrace,
Life's music lingers in time and space.
A symphony that echoes through the years,
A legacy that conquers fears.
Life s Fleeting Symphony
© Copyright: Лариса Сенегал, 2024
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