Beautiful disaster

In the beginning’s whisper, secrets unveil.

Through winding paths and hidden trails,
we navigate, our spirits sail,
amidst the beauty and the wails,
life’s contradictions never fail.

For in the bloom, there lies decay,
in darkness, there’s a hint of day,
in chaos, order finds its way,
a paradox we cannot sway.

At the end’s embrace, mysteries prevail.