After Death ~

Every year when the leaves fall upon my tomb and the ants will take 'em away then the birds will take it to build the nest. a new life will begin at the top of the shaft. A life I've lived will not be different from the life they're going to live on this earth The story will differ, but the model will remain the same And this will continue till eternity. I won't be there to witness this all life, dead and life again changing seasons and birds chirping dancing peacocks, flowing streams. Into my grave, I will be in a different world peace, serenity, patience shall accompany dreams that float all around will entertain. until I woke up from my profound slumber.