Nature's Entity

Life's much like these phases of nature.
Rain has beauty, but brutality too-
The sun shines, but there still is night-
An iris has all shades, but those too fade.
Seeds still grow, leaves still fall,
Bliss is none but still is all.
Love still is white as the snow,
Trees still are reluctant to let leaves go.
There still is joy, so is sorrow-
After today there still is tomorrow.
Our last breath still brings death,
Even after we're buried beneath,
There still is more.
And the end? It's never, it's nowhere.

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