Birth! Only the beginning of a long prelude to death.
Life is just the time before the skimming of the cream,
The flower on the Wreath.
Everything you do is finally ended in the start
Of the rest of your existence
In which your body plays no part.
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There is no room for resistance
To this far, far greater force.
You should not fear its coming
For it is the only course.
Its beauty never ending,
Its peace a moving Cart
Of the rest of your existence
In which your body plays no part.
