Time To Die Poem by Orbiam Simon

the clouds form and disappear
the sun rises but definitely sets
as the night darkens the moon glitters
yet the dawn awakens with it's light
and rainbow never stop rainy season
for nature has it's own laws

the rain wets the land
and dryness harshen it by season
lives and greenery fill the earth
as trees and flowers and grasses
bud but loses their prime at autumn
all has time and period set aside

for we all have lives
but death awaiting beneath all
embrace the reality for nothing is forever
low swing low, home oh sweet home
fare well the dying day
sleep, rest at peace and journey beyond.