And what is life?
But the art of dying
Where oblivion awaits
In the darkened corners of the mind
And what is paramount?
But the art of adventure
Where lessons are learned
In the openness to find
Factions of ourselves demand
Affection amongst pain
Where through the toiling ripples
Is where we’ll truly gain
Esteemed worth established
Through the artful grace of breath
A book of legacies transcribed
Our lullabies of death