Buffeted by harsh winds, pelted by stinging rain
Still he will not, utter a single word
Could be said, that in death,
He, has become, a thing of love
Buffeted by harsh winds, Pelted by stinging rain
He, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
Already he, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
For Serenity
Left where he is, he will selflessly
Provide sustenance, for eternity
Still he will not utter a single word against
For eternity
For serenity, Unavoidable
Far greater than any living being
Could hope to be
Death is, that which
Completes man, completes man.
Far greater than, any living being
Could be said, that in death,
He, has become, a thing of love
Buffeted by harsh winds, Pelted by stinging rain
He, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
Already he, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
For Serenity
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