11/26/23
Transcendence
Rest easy as I will not cause intrusion
I''d never make, again, the least alluusion
No more attempts, by me, to set the stage
No chance that I attempt to turn the page
Which means, I think, it is a certainty
We will not meet this life, une autre vie
I hope that I am wrong, but sure it seems
You will not take the step to fill the dreams
In many ways, the next life seems the best
When all of mankind's pain is laid to rest
But, oh, to meet you, see you eye to eye
In this life, release eternal sigh
My soul would sing the revel to the sky
I wonder, not, if we were face to face
If I'd be drawn by elegance and grace
To move all mountains standing in the way
But, no, relent afar; I would not stray
The ache I 'd feel, once more, would have to stay