Its Conflict is Its Essence...

Yesterday began with a phonecall announcing a birth. Yesterday ended with a phonecall announcing a death.

I told you. The Universe must keep its delicate balance.

One intense love appears only hours before another drifts away,
Both visits unexpected.
Two moments unexplained.
Life breathes in. Life breathes out.
A son for a father. A grandson for a husband.
Hope for sorrow.
Tears of relief for sobs of pain.
A lifetime of memories yet to come for a lifetime of memories to remember.
These are the trades that are made.
Backdoor dealings between Fate and Coincidence.
Rejoice.
Release.
And the cosmic tumbler continues to shake the dice.