Life is a puzzling poem, involving as it sings;
Making us work out until death takes on.
Its a promise by life I'd meet death one day,
When the heart gets tired and pain long gone.
Deepest of the sleeps stripped of dreams,
Offering the torso the best comfort.
As the engaged soul begins its departure,
Divorcing the body with a gentle spurt.
The body stares into the space of darkness,
While the spirit searches a ray of beginning.
Standing at the horizon of life, the lifeless,
Bids farewell to the disembodying being.