End time The time When we Cease to exist The end time Falling into the night Falling into the void Rolling into the eternal night Falling and rolling toward eternal rest Returning to peace Returning to love Returning to oneness Returning to knowledge Returning to god Returning to ourselves As we embrace the darkness You have to cross into the night To get to the light So that you can do it all over Returning to this world To remember the light filled you You were always meant to be
My grandmother died this weekend on saturday right during my 27th birthday. I wanted to write something about death to express how I feel.