A Journal in Time

Myriad Writings from the Desk of Isyldar

Life Creates

I wrote this I know not when… It was a few years ago. But I think I am going to dredge up a lot of old snippets and such to post here. Such is a much better home for them than a drawer nobody else but me will open.

Ever and always, life creates.
Whether ’tis a thought, a life,
a buliding, a thing, or love;
Those that are here, may not
always see it.
Life creates. Even in our toil,
we are creating; always anew,
something must come. The old
goes, the new on the horizon;
there is more to be created.
Life creates. Even in destruction,
that which is gone brings new
into the world, something not
here before, or perhaps here
again. The cycle continues.