Grand towers fall to clear the space for others And seasons change in never-ending twist And children grow, maturing into mothers And worlds rotate, and waters turn to mist.
There are no flaws in splendid whorl of living The Spirit holds both happiness and pain The meaning is in every form of feeling In every sound, in every drop of rain.
Then Death comes by - an uninvited stranger But what’s in death? A passage to elsewhere. A spark of Lore in peacefulness and danger Will take you far beyond and you will dare
To see what was concealed beneath your fears Behind the doors so anxiously sealed When covers fall, you cannot help but hear The Song of Life by Life itself revealed.
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