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Our God contains us all within his realm,
Upon the Earth we shall remain to die.
To make mistakes and learn each lesson well,
In Nature’s peace, acceptance will be found.

Though tears are shed, life still goes on each day,
The freedom of our new lives brings them joy.
Beneath the ground each soul is bound by roots,
Which forms a tree for those we love to see.

Our death forms flowers on this tree of life,
Reminding all who see it, we are gone.
To lands with blue skies, filled with clouds and stars,
With meadows green and full of flower blooms.

Soon we will find the others who have passed,
Are with us now in Nature’s perfect land.
And those we miss will join us in the end,
For Nature’s essence destines unity.

So when you lay down in your bed to dream,
Remember well the lessons Nature taught;
That death will come to all who lived and dwelled,
And bring eternal life in Nature’s peace.





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