Life And Death Of Survival

In the realm where life meets death,

Survival breathes its fragile breath.

A dance between shadows, light, and strife,

A tale of resilience, woven through life.

In the darkest corners, where hope is frayed,

Survival emerges, undeterred and unswayed.

A spirit unyielding, against the odds it fights,

Embracing each challenge, with unwavering might.

From birth's first cry, survival takes hold,

A journey embarked, both timid and bold.

In the arms of a mother, a fragile soul awakes,

Nurtured by love, as its foundation takes shape.

Through trials and tribulations, survival finds its stride,

Faced with adversity, it learns to abide.

The storms may rage, and the winds may howl,

But survival endures, with an unwavering scowl.

In the face of hunger, it forages for food,

In the depths of despair, it seeks fortitude.

It adapts, it evolves, it learns to survive,

Through the harshest winters, it continues to strive.

In the embrace of community, survival finds strength,

A tapestry of unity, woven at length.

Hands clasped together, hearts intertwined,

For in togetherness, resilience is defined.

But there comes a moment, a solemn transition,

When survival succumbs, yielding to cessation.

Death, the silent companion, whispers its call,

As the cycle completes, and curtains do fall.

Yet, in the echoes of mortality's hush,

Survival's essence lingers, in memories, a brush.

For in every breath, in each beating heart,

Survival's legacy, forever imparts.

So let us honor the life of survival's embrace,

With reverence, with gratitude, in every space.

For it teaches us strength, it teaches us grace,

And in the face of adversity, we find our place.

In the symphony of existence, where life meets death,

Survival's legacy, an eternal breath.

For as long as we live, as long as we dare,

The spirit of survival shall always be there.