Lightness of being bereft of sensation
A stark awareness of untied earthly bonds
A sense of completion unshackled from logic
A heart once filled with contentment and joy
Limbs dangle without purpose or position
Finality of inaction and incomplete errands
Eyes stare blinded not by light but by dark
Sight without seeing, beauty no longer to enjoy
Thoughts without purpose give way to the void
A mind submerged in sleep without end
Words left unsaid never to be repeated
The voice of silence sounds a deafening echo
Oratories given but never quite heard
Remembered by neither enemy nor friend
Time left unused is lost to us all
The passage of life never moves slow
