Dark Energy, mostly.
Death is kindly, she whispers priceless peace.
The Word is light that still opens the void.
The universe speeds outward to increase.
Most is dark energy, made to decrease.
It was truly nothing that was destroyed.
Death is kindly, she whispers priceless peace.
Always outward until future time cease.
Or until the Word itself is destroyed,
The universe speeds outward to increase.
Can fate be a fast moving false caprice?
Let me that question carefully avoid.
Death is kindly, she whispers priceless peace.
Wisdom in time shall surly find increase
How would her time be otherwise employed?
The universe speeds outward to increase.
Creation presents in all in just one piece
Nothing is something she has enjoyed
Death is kindly, she whispers priceless peace.
The universe speeds outward to increase.
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