Death comes with the certainty of time
Losing ones grip on life
From the shell of illusion’s dependence
In the challenge to see actuality
In the pulse of reality.
Each confined to their time
In their own dimension of form
From molecule to star
Each and all
Comes and goes, near and far.
While the greater dimension continues
In place and form
No one knows
Who or what
Is going to stand in its shoes.