DUST

Once all the creation will be dust
Just as it was before it began - dust.
Made out of dust, 
meant to decay into dust,
Transition between dust and dust
Nothing inside nothing

Grey line between life and dust
it is blood, the soul, feeling, lust
it is emotions, care, love, the wind's gust 
it is warmth, tenderness without fuss
it is our heartbeat, our internal fundus
our bonds that only death breaks loose.

Love creates life and life creates love 
Look up to the one ruling from above
HE makes us different from pure dust
HE makes us think, in honour we must
Thank and accept the power inside
That keeps us afloat side by side.

F Sz 14 Aug 2006 Chevry