Rise Again

On a tear-soaked bed in the dead of night, shadows dance,
And weeping echoes in a mournful trance.
Yet beyond the darkness, hope's light will gleam,
For joy awaits beyond the darkest dream.

Two cheeks, two sides of one face, in unity entwined,
As a coin flipped, revealing what we'll find.
In an exchange for goods, a cycle's spun,
From dawn to dusk, the journey begun.

Waves crash low, then rise with might,
Winter yields to Spring, embracing light.
The meek ascend, the prideful fall,
In life's grand dance, we heed the call.

What's veiled in darkness meets the dawn,
Exposed in light, the truth is drawn.
In every cycle, a tale unfolds,
Of resilience, transformation, and exchange twofold.

So turn your face, embrace the flow,
For life's eternal rhythm, we come to know.
In the ebb and flow of joy and pain,
We find our strength, and rise again.