As the dark horizon lay in front
An Emergence just like a Sagittarian blunt,
Challenging the very path from where it emerged with a ghastly fright
Engulfing with it, the sun, the moon and every glitter of light,
Shaking the very foundations of life
And every skill of your life fails to suffice,
You ask yourself, is it your figment of imagination
Or just your life’s animation?
A point comes in everyone’s life
When we question the daily struggle with the seriousness of a murderer’s knife,
And yet as the night vanishes for a new day
Tearing it as if it were a mere play,
Displacing it with a slight force
Filling everyone with a refreshing source.
The cycle continued before you were born
And will withstand time long after you are gone,
It is this cycle that makes this journey worthwhile,
For without the night,
We would never know the value of light
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