A River to the End...

Life and Death, a unique perfection…
Harmony established naturally…
One path leads to the other…
Which comes first, we do not know…
We all follow the same course…
Similar fears torture our hearts:
Awareness of the end, phobia of the unknown…
The rime of departure is not defined…
Another fearsome threat, an agonizing feeling we all suffer…

What if we knew?
What would we do?
How would we live our lives?

Death is like a river…
Never stops, never returns…
The course is preset and it will reach mercilessly the end…
Cold fear is spread through our hearts…
The pain of abandonment and loss,
Emotion that will never be forgotten…
The shed of a tear in memory of the loved ones
That passed away,
That is all that is left after a life full of love…