THAT GRAVEYARD

Buried deep under,

All senses are lost,

The body has no sorrow now,

That heart has no bonds,

That soul has no limits,

That death is beautiful,

That life is ancient now,

That stone is a landmark,

Lost are all the memories,

That slumber has no dreams,

That feel has no expectations,

So deep, so down,

It's connected to the universe now,

That silence has more chaos,

Than the voices in a crowd,

That graveyard has something,

That concludes the truth.