The new dawn still unborn!
Death isn’t the end, but the beginning of people’s remembrance
To comfort souls, the sky above us pours down rain
Not a dead-end, but a path to a new life’s entrance
Full of joy and hope; no more grief or pain
My rotting body will dissolve, and slowly cease to exist
As the hands of the Earth molds it like clay
The time has come; there is no reason to resist
The way I came, likewise, needs to fade away
But the eyes are weeping, since it’s the time of sorrow
Like it was and it is – the journey of being-solo
Let my memory grow as a flower will grow tomorrow
Spread my ashes or bury my body, just let go
Let the flower of my memory grow its roots deep
A final good-bye to thee….before I finally sleep
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