What did you hear about death?
I guess some sad and scary things.
But what if it is not an end?
Not like when tree drops its dead leaves.
Well, you can see that when man dies,
He turns his skin in white, like paper.
And his heart skips the beating twice,
Before he looks in eyes of Maker.
And why we see the death in black?
If death is clearly bright inside.
It’s not like killer in attack,
It’s like when earth and sky coincide.
The death is magical process –
It’s peace, relax and end of worries.
It is the white king in the chess,
Which stands behind and waits in rest.
Death
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