How do I imagine my end would be?
Could be standing on the top of a castle turret—staring at the sea;
Setting sun and sky of fire keeping me calm,
I’ll be in ecstasy knowing my manna is free from harm.
How do I imagine the end would be?
Warmed by the thought my hope and darling won’t grew weary;
Moon shines and shows no terror in my grave,
Hushed by the memory that I reached my final phase to save.
”It is not length of life,
but depthof life.”—Ralph Waldo Emerson
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