In the canvas of existence, the sunset's brush,
A sign of day's farewell, night's gentle hush.
Each day, a dot in life's grand design,
A mosaic of moments, in the vast divine.
All things intertwined, in life's grand ballet,
Experience, the lessons that pave the way.
Memory, a gallery of moments we weave,
Reviewing the chapters, each one to perceive.
Expectation, a beacon on the horizon,
Hope for the future, where dreams may horizon.
The road stretches forth, options in the light,
A journey of choices, unfolding in sight.
Laughs and cries, like notes in a song,
Meetings and partings, a melody strong.
Sorrows and happiness, threads in life's dance,
Enriching the collage, in every circumstance.
Hence, welcome the rhythm, the dance of the soul,
In this poetic venture, where life takes its toll.
For in every verse, in each stanza so clear,
The essence of life, in every tear and cheer.