The night I died there was a glowing masquerade...
I came wearing only my Selt
And the congregation dispersed
Their shame made me smile
Faintly
But they held me close when I told them
I breathe the soil, too.

They brought me to watch the moon
Concealed
It was ageless and never fuller
In this sight I could see myself
For what I really was
A mirror between the worlds
One who breathes the soil.

I drank deeply of the cup of life
Its water cool on dry lips
But I laughed out loud
At its effects
He who breathes the soil
Breathes no more
Nothing in this world is greater
Than dying.

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