Where is she? Where could have she gone?-
Oh no.
Oh PLEASE, no!
And then it came back to him, as it does to everyone:
An orb to see, and to hear,
Makes the passing very clear.
To hear the song, it surely means-
And then he heard it.
Leave, leave.
Leave it behind.
Just keep going up,
and instead, I'll find
a true gift for me.
Yes, that's what I need.
Not some earthly thing
that brings sadness and greed.
Though death does seem dark,
and life it makes cease
All troubles are gone-
and I will have peace.
