Grief compressed
through years of our repression
suddenly will come unbound
as dizzy thoughts spin round
the mind now free

while the heart will beat
in frenzied rhythm
as fear itself breaks down
becoming bits and pieces
we can feel

It's all so real -
this soul's reality

Then unbound from time and space
we shall live within the grace
that will descend
for each beginning has an end
yet, too
each end, its new beginning

and with our spirit soaring free
we reach and touch eternity as form
forever being born of life in time


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