The flesh cloak becomes tattered and ripped at the edges
The soul I wear is whole, impervious to life's offenses
My being is indivisible, flesh and soul connected
Time is temporary, I'm aware there's work left
Fields are ready for harvest, heavy with seed
One life may seem to not be enough
But I am ready
My flesh will fade away and age
But I've been created for this day
For all of the work still to be done
All work needing completion
Will be complete
If my soul exists forever
I will be in his service
In the fields of the earth
And across the stars
In our fragile hearts, minds, and dreams
Awaken dreamer, awaken my soul
It is again time to live, at last
Time to awaken from sleep
To finally be restored
Ready to forgive
Ready to ascend
