Death and Life

Life and Death Life and death, both one, don’t care, but life isn’t a couch I know my life is finite, maybe, maybe infinite, but all is one It comes from the only One and goes far, disappears, but continues to arise Live, life goes on, my heart is ticking, blood rushes in my head; sign of end Life is mortal, let the end be my new life, and my soul forgotten My life and death are one, my soul soared, and the depth of my hell is endless Death and Life Friends? Are they friends? Enemies? Are they enemies? Playmates I am one of them, but both Good friends They are good mates I love and respect them Long life my death! Viva my death!