It's very comforting to know that:
If I were no longer here, the chaos would have burned itself into my memory.
The memory will remain of the chaos I gave birth to and the new one.
My words will fade away, but they will be remembered,
that's for sure. They will resonate.
Left traces,
goal achieved.
One will learn where I've been.
My chaos was the fire, but from the ashes sprouts a memory of me that never fully leaves. One will learn my path, my here and there. The chaos was the beginning, bore a new word.
My words will fade away, but they will be remembered,
that's for sure. They will resonate.
Left traces,
goal achieved.
One will learn where I've been.
When the words fade away, they will resonate somewhere else in time. I pass on my thoughts, my stories that I can relate. Every metaphor, every comparison will be understood sooner or later. Goal achieved.
Pass on what I know if you belong to the Inner Circle. My light burns on in every being, that is beautiful, so I live forever in others' beings.
My chaos was the fire, but from the ashes sprouts a memory of me that never fully leaves. One will experience my path, my here and there. The chaos was the beginning, bore a new word.
So may the silence return that once filled my voice. Someone felt my thoughts.
But know, my spirit lives on where the flame once played.
In the echo of my words, in the knowledge I shared,
I will be present, guiding for all eternity.