Colors of autumn, death’s in bloom.
Return to the earth, the seeds’ final tomb,
nourishing yet another season.
We’re all guests of earth for this reason.
And thus the surety of life;
prosperity, mediocrity or strife.
All to return to where once came,
regardless of misfortune or fame.
For life is but a lesson –
throughout our mortal existence.
A test of our bodies, minds
and hearts persistence.
We’re all creatures of the same seed.
Return to the earth, our souls freed.
So let us not perceive death an end –
simply a new life to transcend.
For death is the exploration
of dimensions unknown.
And thus the destiny of the seed-