My life is not going to last that long This body of mine will wither quite soon My heart though it loves forever strong Will be a distant echo as the unheard beating that once came from my womb
My mind can be occupied still And withstand the time impeding Yet do not rely so proudly upon assumed will For time to your bidding is unheeding
Patience I have and more do I gather For you I have foreseen are worth the wait Yet as my death approaches the less I can fathom And so too deceases our predestined fate