Envisage

How would you like to envisage this transience, now, that you have ascended this mortal realm; Thousands of references under your options now choose, with your gifted conscience. How about the reference of an orphan sheltered under the rich's shade, wandering in the streets of merry families, disappering as the nights fade? Maybe the angle of a just born lover, waiting patiently by her forever's bed, as he holds her hand, whispering promises, and slowly chasing his last breath? And how about a trusted devotee of the deity, a mother who just got sent in response to her prayers, an apology letter, from her beloved son's regiment? Or maybe the man bearing the joy of his life, on his shoulder so petite and trivial, an anonymous griever, as they called him, being the pallbearer of his best friend's casket? So how would you like to envisage this transience, now, that you have ascended this mortal realm; How would you like to improvise these incidents Written under destiny's poetic license?