I. Birth

In the womb's embrace, a life takes form,
A journey through darkness, the calm before the storm.
A miracle of creation, a soul's first breath,
In the tender moments of birth, we greet life and death.

From a single cell, a world unfolds,
Innocence and wonder, a story yet untold.
The cries of a newborn, a voice of hope and strife,
In the miracle of birth, we begin the dance of life.

With each tiny hand and the sparkle in the eyes,
A universe of possibilities, a canvas in disguise.
From the first steps taken to the first words spoken,
In the miracle of birth, a new life is awoken.

II. Life

In the realm of existence, we find our way,
With each passing moment, we live and sway.
From childhood's laughter to the dreams of youth,
We seek the secrets of wisdom, we search for truth.

In the grand tapestry of life's grand scheme,
We navigate the rivers, we chase the dream.
With every step we take, with love and loss we cope,
In the theater of life, we find our purpose, we find our hope.

With the sun's golden rays and the moon's serene light,
We cherish the moments, we learn to fight.
Life's joys and sorrows, in equal measure blend,
In the grand mosaic of existence, on which we depend.

III. Death

As the sun sets low, and shadows grow long,
We realize that life's journey is a transient song.
Death approaches, a passage we all must face,
In its solemn embrace, we find a resting place.

In the cycle of life, death has its role,
A transition, a farewell, a journey of the soul.
Yet, in the memories we leave behind,
In the stories and love, in our legacy, we find.

With every sunset, there's a sunrise anew,
In the circle of life, old chapters bid adieu.
Death may be the end, but not the final breath,
For in the hearts of those who love, it lives beyond death.

The stages of birth, life, and death, we all traverse,
Each one unique, a universe in a single verse.
From the cradle to the grave, we play our part,
In the grand story of humanity, in every beating heart.

In the grand transition, we find our release,
A journey to the unknown, a profound peace.
In the tapestry of existence, death's part,
A transition of the soul, a journey's final chart.
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