Heat Death

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The stars scream out in a song of infant fire
No more time left for a power any higher
Moving in a dance of renewal and change
Doing their best to tend the beat of the flame
Taking their time to give us the world
Carried upon their back –
Into the swirling light, out of the black
Fought away from the grasp of some cosmic megalomaniac

 

The universe moves its tide
Back and forth, the spirit moving in just to hide
They shake and swirl and billow
Singing a song of life’s gentle widow
Is God here – or was he ever?
Or was he just some poor fool’s hopeful endeavor?
Will life spring forth from his massive breath
Or is there just an eternity left beneath our immense depth?
Energy to energy, souls to dust
Will our spirits roam forever or be left to rust?

 

She sings out, the Mother of the light, so gently spoken
Trying to croon the great monster from being woken
All connected by the energy
Of life’s pure being
And the universe’s song
That she has sung for so long
One day, those dancing flames will grow old
And the stars will flicker out too
The galaxies will fold away
And Reality will be a perception untrue

 

Everything ends, every song has a final verse
The birds will cease – the men will end up worse
As will the trees, and the universe as well
It will end and begin again where it fell
And when the fire grows tall and out of control
And there is nothing burning but what’s left of our souls
The tide will pull us in
The energy will know what to do
As She sings her final lines, and everything ends
And we will all begin anew

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