D E A T H
I was chosen today
I'm learning to fly,
My miseries, sadness will fly me far away
But, please don't you cry!
The days will burn from dawn till dusk
The dandelions will dance in the autumn breeze,
The leaves will fall from trees, that was once a sprout
Carry on, O' Love!
If someday the candle of my life burns out.
Life means all that it was ever meant
The world is the same as it ever was,
Your life will always be the same, as it was before
What is death ? But a negligible event ?
Nothing is hurt, nothing is lost
Nothing will change even if my candle burn out,
One brief event, and all will be as it was before.
So, carry on, O' Love!
If someday the candle of my life even burns out.