When shadows fall and silence calls the night,
The heart doth ponder on life’s fleeting breath.
As stars above, in ancient silent flight,
Reflect the solemn beauty found in death.

The earthly bonds that tethered us to pain,
Released in gentle whispers of the breeze.
In death’s embrace, we find our peace again,
Where sorrow fades and soul finds its release.

No longer bound by mortal coil’s distress,
We journey forth to realms of light unknown.
In death, the soul discards its earthly dress,
And finds a home in love’s eternal throne.

So fear not death, for it is but a door,
To realms where love and beauty ever soar.
In Shakespeare’s sonnet, truth and peace we find,
Death is but a passage for the mind.