I begin without asking, and move without pause,
sometimes as a blessing, sometimes as a cause.
I teach through loss what joy cannot say,
I bend you at night, then heal you by day.
sometimes as a blessing, sometimes as a cause.
I teach through loss what joy cannot say,
I bend you at night, then heal you by day.
I give you dreams and take them away,
not to punish, but to show you your way.
I test your faith with silence and time,
then answer softly, never on time.
I am not fair, nor meant to be,
yet I shape who you dare to become and see.
Love, pain, hope — all carry my name,
for I am life, ever changing, yet the same.
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