Cycle of Rebirth

With every rebirth,
I rise stronger than before.
With every cycle,
I become whole even more.

For the moon
is a muse,
guiding me
in the darkness.

They think I am weak.
They reckon they can destroy me.
But they must be deluded
because,

In the rhythm
of fading and rising,
I am always
growing.

Noone will be pushed off a cliff. Probably.


Dare to disturb the universe?