Serenity

Buffeted by harsh winds, pelted by stinging rain
Still he will not, utter a single word.

Could be said, that in death
He, has become, a thing of love.

Buffeted by harsh winds, Pelted by stinging rain.

He, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
Already he, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
For Serenity.

Left where he is, he will selflessly
Provide sustenance, for eternity
Still he will not utter a single word against
For eternity.

For serenity, Unavoidable.

Far greater than any living being
Could hope to be.

Death is, that which
Completes man, completes man.

Far greater than, any living being
Could be said, that in death
He, has become, a thing of love.

Buffeted by harsh winds, Pelted by stinging rain.

He, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
Already he, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal
For Serenity.