We Shall All Return to Dust

What gasps I take in Death’s dawn, and quiver,

I shake, beholding a swift light.

How fast the moment hand of Law, doth

inks my heart, and writes a wing into soul.

How hallow these things of unknown and

wheel be spun. Such utterance I give,

yet I am little, but full of questions,

And love.

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