Cycle

Cycle

It's hard to understand

The cycle of life.

Whatever is his time.

Some flowers bloom

And only last a few hours.

The pain seems to have stopped

Waiting to calm my heart.

I change the environment, the time,

The thoughts.

Identity: What are the possibilities?

The said does not compare

To the unsaid.

An infinite of thoughts: This is me.

It's hard to understand

The cycle of love

Whatever is his time

Some loves bloom

And they can last thousands of years.

What is good or bad?

Expression, humanity,

Spirit, soul, pain.

Cycle of life,

It’s a flower that lives

Outside

And it's planted here inside

To never die.

Life is so wonderful.

I feel the openness of your heart

Like the birth of a new flower,

That never dies.

It's impossible to imagine the result

From the birth of this beauty.

I feel the reflection of my heart

Since the bloom of the new flower

That just born.

It's hard to understand

The cycle of life.

Whatever is his time.

It hurts

Every time you say goodbye.