Weakened by hand of sorrow
Conquered by grip of death
Saved from the pain, so hollow
I am taking my final breath.
Released from the burden of craving
From earthly desires' hold
My mind no longer raving
My story no longer unfolds.
And my flesh is forever sleeping
While my spirit turns into light.
No longer can hear weeping
Of the ones I have left behind.
Though my life was so mercilessly stolen
And my blue sky is turning grey,
From the path of enlightened souls
I have never intended to stray.