At the end of the sun
we imagine darkness,
A black abyss of empty space,

But there may be something more to see,
An existence greater than what we know,
Wondrous fields of stories and dreams
waiting to be explored and told,

What would we name this land we’ve found?
Could our minds contain the joy discovered?
Would all of our souls be a part of this world?
Is this the answer of life uncovered?

What is this realm our hearts now love?
Is this what has been waiting above?
Or something people said was myth?
Is this what is called life after death?

At the end of the sun
we’ll find much more
than any of us was hoping for,
Beyond the stars and over the moon,
Finally the peace we wished we knew