In my death All will die We will be Freed from time Fraying ends Of our lives Fly as one All in line In an instant Everything melts away Universal and swift our decline Ending all time There was death There was grief Were you here Did I leave? Voices spoke There was light Without thought Without sight Braced myself and I watched you cry Felt the outside rushing by Where was the ending, when did we die? Watching, waiting as we fly. Beginnings, endings all in line Something exists outside of our feeble minds And so we were mistaken Imprisoned in our time Tied up in the boundaries Of our symbols and signs Of Science of religion Chained to these confines.