The Circle of Life – My first grandson is born

Massimiliano at one week old

A new day comes with the dawn of the early morning sun
Then it disappears silently as dusk sneaks upon us

A seed germinates in the moisture and the warmth of the earth
Bringing forth into the world a fabulous new sprout

A flower spreads its delicate petals towards the sky
Then sheds them randomly as they mature

A new babe is born from the womb of his mother
Starting the clock on his non-stop trek

The circle of life is never-ending

It converts what seems to be temporary
Into a wondrous magical eternity

∞ Rob McBride ∞
22 Sep 2019