In shadows cast by fate's embrace,
A tale unfolds of life's last trace,
A soul departs, its journey done,
As the sun sets, a life is gone.
In twilight's hush, a solemn toll,
A whisper of eternity's soul,
A final breath, a fleeting sigh,
As mortal threads begin to untie.
The hands of time, they gently sweep,
As loved ones gather, hearts to weep,
A tender touch, a last goodbye,
As wings of angels guide them high.
Memories linger, etched in tears,
A legacy through passing years,
A life once lived, now set to rest,
In the embrace of the eternal quest.
Yet, in the midst of grief and woe,
A glimmer of hope begins to grow,
For death, though parting's heavy toll,
Can spark a light within the soul.
For as the stars shine bright at night,
In death, there lies a sacred light,
A chance to find a higher grace,
And cherish life's mysterious embrace.
Through grief and pain, we learn to see,
The beauty of mortality,
To celebrate the lives we've known,
And cherish seeds of love we've sown.
So let us mourn, but not despair,
For life and death are bound to share,
In every end, a new birth's breath,
As souls find peace in the arms of death.
