Everyone thinks death is terrible,
But all that’s terrible is death before your time,
Life is a mountain before you,
Death is when you’ve finally finished the climb.
Energy is given at birth,
Taken at death,
Borrowed in the first,
Repaid with the last breath.
Energy is everywhere,
It is all around,
In the trees, and the people,
And the animals, and the ground.
Energy is the instruments,
Death is the closing melody in your life’s soundtrack,
But all energy is only borrowed,
And one day you have to give it back.