Particles floating, suspended in sunlight;
Stars blink overhead, deep in the well of night.
Our steady heartbeats, keeping pace with the time
As above, so below, we hear the hours chime.
Like a sun burns most brightly before its death;
And only at dark do stars reveal their depth,
The bright deeps of soul we reveal as we’re leaving
Give solace to loved ones to lighten their grieving.
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