In the shadow of a fleeting breath,
Where echoes of life slowly fade,
Lies the gentle whisper of eternal death,
A serene path that all must wade.

The stars above, in silent vigil,
Watch over souls as they depart,
Guiding them past the earthly struggle,
To realms unknown, a fresh start.

In the dance of time, we find our way,
Through joys and sorrows intertwined,
Yet in the end, we all must lay,
In the arms of death, so kind.

Embrace the quietude, fear not the night,
For in the stillness, there is grace,
A journey beyond, to the light,
Where every soul finds its place.