Will you awaken the
Life-less corpses that have
Lost all of their being?
Will you revive soldiers
Broken into tiny pieces by
The cruelty of this War?

Will you collect the
Scattered ashes floating mid-air?
Will these dry bones assemble?
Will they ever breathe again?
Does the origin of life start
Where we again question the
Existence of our entire beings?

You see, Death is Separation
From the Source of Eternal Life-
It’s believing in your heart
That you are still alive,

Accepting facts as we see them
Is living a lie, Because our
Life is only a small vision of
The existence of a massive dream-
What lies beyond those doors
Is the truth behind reality.

We shall only live if
We live as if we died,
If we are dead to the
World, then Life, we shall
Find lies in the Death
Of this will-full mortal soul,
And allowing Eternal-life to
Create a new whole to the
Pieces-we all-are missing,

The enigma of life is
Intriguing-We cannot finish
This puzzle all alone until
We have all the pieces.