Death exposes us to the emptiness that surrounds

Death exposes us to the emptiness that surrounds

And yet we transcend it all

For all we are is only of a time

A brief snapshot in eternities eye

Infinity a landmark upon the horizon

A prize we may never find

A place only in imagination attainable

For all we are is only of the moment

Yet our little lives transcend it all

Imagining ourselves above and beyond all we truly are.

A head that thinks too much and a body that consumes the same

Our souls beyond even ourselves

A decaying ember that twilight eclipses 

A finality always within our hands

Yet all too far for fragile ego to grasp