Life has nothing but death to give,
for has it begun an end must it reach,
still my soul why do you fret?
o why, o why, o why do you fret?
of the darkness and of things u dread.
for death is a companion till the end of breathe,
embrass it for it loves you
more than any love this world ever had!
still so tied you are to the earth,
even though you know to earth you shall melt!
o why, o why, o why do you fret?
Is there any place you could go,
better then where this road takes you?
Oh! why do you keep fighting and keep running
away from the one that never cease to follow.
Why cannot you close your eyes to sleep?
and call unto Lord, for you know, your soul he will keep.
Dust to dust, dust to ashes, ashes on ground
For this is what life has to give.
So fear not what shall come to all,
Breath today, breathe my soul!
Worry not about tomorrow, that you have not yet seen.
It may come, it may not, nothing is forseen.
But it is worry, not death that takes your life.
so fret not my soul, fret not the least.
o why, o why, o why do you fret?
of the darkness, and of things you dread
for death is a companion till the end of breathe.
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Life has nothing but death to give.
PoetryWe all have fears that follow us all the way. we all are so much in love with our life that we cannot see how it always pushes us away. Death is the only thing that keeps calling us. And still we are scared to die. We always try to dig deeper, try t...
