A LOVE SUPREME

A poem and a tune

DEATH FOR THE SAKE OF REBIRTH

I’m off to work — I’ll speak with you soon.

So let us greet the final door,
Not as an end, but something more.
In death, we find life’s sweetest art,
A journey’s end, a brand-new start.

WILL THE WORLD END IN THE NIGHT TIME? I REALLY DON’T KNOW OR WILL THE WORLD END IN THE DAY TIME? I REALLY DON’T KNOW