As I'm sitting and waiting for the Eastern glow.
The same words repeat over and over again in my head.
An ending or a new beginning. An ending or a new beginning.
Is there really a difference or will that tiger endlessly chase its tail?

I was never born nor will I ever die.
This is the truth revealed behind the veil.
All worries are gone, lost in the shifting sands of impermanence
As I once was I will be again.
Care to dance?

I shall not shed a tear as I leave this place.
For my heart is full and pure.
I'm like a cloud diminishing without a trace.
The echo of my voice will remain through the years.