Nature’s lost End

You see them everywhere

all is one

Under the grand shining circle

It moves without question

And thinks without reason

Dances without music

Lives to live

And nothing more else

But to fulfill the lost and remaining halo that captures every breath

That we are to die

And that we must not fall

Behind

Is there anything beyond not dying

Even if that is what we are to be buried or burned and both ways forgotten

Is the right to be

buried

All that we have to fight for

And do we have nothing

To live for