"Threads of existence: Love life and the cosmic dance"

In a tapestry woven with words I'll create,
A poem that traverses life's destined fate.
Love, the tender flame that sets hearts aglow,
Guiding souls through the ebbs and flows.

In love's embrace, birth dances with delight,
A miracle woven in the fabric of the night.
Tiny hands reach out, new life's grand start,
A beacon of hope, an eternal work of art.

Yet life's tapestry weaves a complex design,
For where there is birth, death does intertwine.
The cycle unending, a reminder profound,
That existence's beauty in both can be found.

Hate, a shadow cast upon the soul's light,
A venomous poison that blurs wrong from right.
But let us seek solace in the good we hold dear,
To mend shattered hearts and dispel all fear.

Beneath the heavens, the Earth finds its place,
A fragile haven revolving through space.
From rolling hills to oceans deep and wide,
A cradle of life where wonders abide.

Gaze upon the moon, a luminescent guide,
A celestial pearl in the night's gentle slide.
Its silver glow whispers secrets untold,
A muse for dreaming hearts, both young and old.

And the stars, scattered like diamonds above,
Each one telling tales of eternal love.
They shimmer, they twinkle, in a cosmic dance,
A symphony of light, a celestial expanse.

But in the depths below, where shadows dwell,
Lies a realm known as darkness' eternal spell.
The fiery abyss, where lost souls reside,
A cautionary tale of choices denied.

So let us embrace the tapestry complete,
With love as the thread that makes it replete.
For life, death, birth, and hate all intertwine,
In a grand cosmic design, forever divine.