| How different the world is than it was.
Even the air holds the sweet smells of spring
when every form of life is renewed.
Who would have thought this day would come?
But then, this is what it's all been about.
Our final birth,
the union of heaven and earth;
a phoenix view
of a world gone askew;
the reward of forever
in the wink of an eye.
And now........................
peace.
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