Over the years
Experience is amassed
Through trials
Duty, love and blood
Sweat and tears
Woven
From silk and gold
Becoming over time
Life's tapestry
But in the end
It will be unraveled
And I will die
My body will come undone
The dust of my flesh
Having passed
Will be scattered
To the winds be cast
Nothing made of meat
Amassed in volumes
Not even that
Which seems to matter
Will last
except
The soul
Made of dreams
And Godspark
Goes on
Like a circle
No beginning
No end
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| Parsifal--- Jean Delville |
