Serenity - Mithra

Buffeted by harsh winds, pelted by stinging rain

Still he will not, utter a single word

Could be said, that in death,

He, has become, a thing of love

Buffeted by harsh winds, Pelted by stinging rain

He, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal

Already he, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal

For Serenity

Left where he is, he will selflessly

Provide sustenance, for eternity

Still he will not utter a single word against

For eternity

For serenity, Unavoidable

Far greater than any living being

Could hope to be

Death is, that which

Completes man, completes man.

Far greater than, any living being

Could be said, that in death,

He, has become, a thing of love

Buffeted by harsh winds, Pelted by stinging rain

He, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal

Already he, does not hate, does not kill, does not steal

For Serenity