Life not Death

As the soul is born, the soul must fly

It is formed in the blink of an eye

Through tears and cheers, the soul survives

Not yet knowing the wonders of the skies

Visions of memories making it so

Like the rings of a tree, sculpting each soul

Once whole, the soul must fly

Disappearing in the blink of an eye

Laughter in life and laughter in death

How else could the soul have taken a breath

Or become whole to be put to rest

And though the soul shall never die

Now it will fly, to the wonders of the sky