Human life is like a book...
The middle being birth.
The end death.
And the middle
a souls adventure of expansion.
Human life is like a book.
A grand story
unwinding with feelings as words
and moments as footmarks.
Once concluded it’s bond
in spirits core memory
to take one then
to a new book-cover of spirit.
A new beginning of
chapters where a sequel begins
with a beginning, middle, and end.
First poem of the day.