Love Sonnet 98: 'We Travel All On Paths Of Each His Own, ' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

We travel all on paths of each his own,
To goals we marked to reach at their due time,
The cycle of life that goes up and down,
Affirms the code decreed by one, sublime;
As tide would rise, it ebbs the distant shores,
Like love that one could lose, and others gain,
When mountains fill the seas, the turf restores,
Or prodigals return to ease the pain;
But these require transition time for sure
How soon the stage can alter and transform,
For though how great are changes that conjure
Deviation will require some routes to reform;
.....The world turns round, that though great as can be,
.....Its turning next, brings her around to me.