In shadows deep, where mysteries reside,
Death's gentle touch, a river to the other side.
Infinite slumber, a realm unknown,
A journey we embark on, all alone.
A passage to eternity, in whispers of the night,
Where stars above, in silent vigil, cast their light.
Embrace the darkness, for it holds no fear,
For in its quiet beauty, life's end draws near.
A cycle of existence, where all must partake,
In death's embrace, our mortal bonds we break.
But from the ashes, new life shall arise,
In death, a promise of the soul's sunrise.
So do not mourn, for death's sweet release,
Is but a transformation, a momentary peace.
In its gentle cradle, we find our rest,
A chance to journey onward, to be our very best.
For in the tapestry of life and breath,
Death's woven thread, the passage to our death,
In every end, a beginning to be found,
A symphony of existence, forever unbound.
About the Creator
My stories are not just ink on paper; they are the echoes of my dreams and the whispers of my deepest passions. Join me on this literary voyage, and together, we'll explore the vast universe of human experience, one word at a time.