this cannot be our final destination
we are lost strangers
searching this world for songs to sing later when
we leave our flesh and fly and float away
dripping cosmic colours and falling flowers
but
how could the sun shine and warm
such a cold and shapeless form
only to leave it later silent?
silence soothes and cleans your mind
silence soothes and you will find
peace and grace in death's embrace
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