Saying goodbye to a friend;
It is a life that really doesn’t end;
It transmutes time
It is a rhythmn & a rhyme
It can never be defined
As a termination of time
But a simulation along our timeline.
It is a definition to contend
That we are ourselves turned back to light again!
We will never meet in this timeline again.
Goodbye, my ancient friend!
We have had quite the journey right to the end.