Analysis of Moments

sometimes things are ok,
at others they are fun,
sometimes warm and comfy,
at others they do burn.
but we evolve to be free,
evolve from ground below,
to rise up to the one,
who holds us for we know.
there are moments of pleasure,
moments of pain around.
thorns are the teacher,
 they are stewn on the ground.
yet there is mercy,
there is eternal joy,
there is a hand to hold us
when we rise after a fall.
moments of life are fleeting,
at dusk;  the birdz off for rest,
but moments of love and goodness
ensures us the best...