DEATH Poem: When We Die, by Richard Bell

When we die we give back to the earth what we borrowed from her and set off towards our true home the stars.
Within stars resides the seeds of all creation.

Within suns morning always comes and night can gain no foothold and shadows know no rest.

Light upon light
Burning after burning
Glory unto glory

Nothingness illuminated
Beacons throughout the universe that cry out
We are, we have been, and we will be.

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