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Brother, life does not cease;
My kin, life does not stay halted;
We go on, dancing toward the formless.
We dance onward, toward the formless.
We come not to weep,
We did not come here for weeping;
But to express rhythm and song.
Through cadence and song we tell a story.


A distant nebula crosses the heavens,
In outer space plies the distant nebula;
And mind's pendant oscillates in that cadence.
Swaying to its mood and tempo is mind's gem.
A mote of dust travels in a flash,
The dust-mote, also it moves every instant;
And from the heart of straw springs a blade of grass.
And in bosom of straw, a bud does blossom.


With vigorous zeal and radiant spirit,
Heart's ardor and cognition's luster,
We go on, trampling despair beneath our feet.
All despair they trample over.


Brother, life is not stopping.
My kin, life does not get halted.
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