come to my preach
and hear my hymn
follow your dying speech.
For this looming light I pray, therefore,
I surrender my soul for each.
Thus you follow my path
that has been written to teach.
The search of my conquering gate,
at the mistake of life, we fall
for the departure of chaos.
Hold that mind and
be led by a peaceable strife.
With circulation and beauty
I flow and flow with your afterlife
as you hold the mistake
while you flee with your dying knife,
thus you find my funeral
hidden under your rife….