Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
In death a man always meets his end,
For sure it is the only thing we know in life.
They say a man came from dust
And to which he shall return;
A lifeless body decaying away
While skin becomes one with the earth.
"But what of my soul?"
Dr. Frankenstein's monster once said.
Those who say they can answer
Probably cannot.
An angel spoke to me one day.
Dust sprinkled from his feet to the earth.
His words were spoken in an unsolvable riddle
That was solved many, many years ago.
I could not see his face
For they were covered by his wings,
But I had a sense that his eyes
Cast a gaze further than any person could look.
A mark of earth placed upon my forehead,
I was told my body was anew.
My body had risen out of the ashes, a phoenix;
Something that never dies, but is always born again.
What is my condition? Am I am who I am?
Am I you and you, me?
Ashes and dust,
Ashes and dust.
"From dust thou dost became
And to dust thou shalt return"
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
It is you
And me.
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