Like caterpillars that rise
to the bliss of the blue skies
from the chrysalis of mortality
on the wings of the fairy butterflies,
we leave the shackles of your body
to embrace its kindred souls of dust, and
migrate to eternity’s solemn splendour.
Are we afraid?
are we afraid to explore the skies of eternity ?
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
Like caterpillars that rise
to the bliss of the blue skies
from the chrysalis of mortality
on the wings of the fairy butterflies,
we leave the shackles of your body
to embrace its kindred souls of dust, and
migrate to eternity’s solemn splendour.
Are we afraid?
are we afraid to explore the skies of eternity ?
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