by Brian Schwarz
Dying things are all around
As soon as birth, then death abounds
Not just in the devil's touch
But God, through death, has taught us much
To love and care and fill our days
With life and laughs and curious ways
And all the time we've got is ours
Till finally we've marked the hours
So dance to death; fly, be free
March your way down to the sea
Then back again to mountain tops
Take on life with all you've got!
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