The soul flies toward eternity,

A compass pointing to realms unseen.

How the body grounds itself in mortality!

The heart embraces the unknown, seeking infinity.

But the mind clings to the proven.

The soul flies toward eternity.

Life dances on the edge of time, to finality,

A fragile waltz, a fleeting rhyme.

How the body grounds itself in mortality!

Alas, death is yet another beginning, beyond sanity,

A cosmic cycle, forever spinning.

The soul flies toward eternity.

As the mind clings to the proven, to certainty,

Heart goes to where stars are sown,

How the body grounds itself in mortality!

In twilight’s embra...

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