Goodluck everyheart
That dances on timelines
For a while, a short blink
Of an eye between cascades

Goodluck everyheart
That now watches life
As pure energy, watching
Stars die, reviving stars

In the impermanence of things
Goodluck everyheart
That runs on the lips of time
Laughing and playing

In the existence of routines
Death comes to each one
Like a sound, or the coming
Of a silent storm, it’s natural

To die, goodluck everyheart.