Riddle

Your brown eyes
Hazed with confusion
Dazed
Within life we must realize
Walk the Earth on 4
Legs.
Mature and walk on 2
Legs.
Grow old
And lastly on 3
Before we return to the dust
That we came from
Or so the sphinx tells me
Existence is a circle
A beginning is an end
We are born
Die - 
And rise from the ashes
Like the Phoenix
The Moon moves around the Earth
The Earth around the Sun
Our legacy travels in memories
Complete