I am soluble in earth and not perishable,
Grief is my ornament, ‘am not miserable
For when I die, death will be the curtain,
All those born will die, I'm sure and certain
Dust to dust in grave body will morph -change
I will be in dust, in air, in water, in much range
No boundary is needed for water, air and birds,
No living body can annex; unseen with no words
I‘ll be, in dream, in breath, in love, in your mind,
I will be modulated; un modulated ye can't find,
How one can forget, dust will be floating with dust,
Invincible -no defeat; none can break; no bust
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For when I die, death will be the curtain, - - -a certainty! ! !