Brisk, clean and lofty;
Life's possibilities bust forth in an exhuberance for a lusty life;
Grows into the darkness of a bent, dark, dank and heavy night;
Of a limited and painful entangled light, strangled darkness falls heavy into an everlasting, restless sleep.
This is Life's story. Lifes burst forth with enthusiasm, but from the beginning decay enters even while the sun energises and enlivens.
The soul seeks heights of perfection and the tree of life. The decay continues to invade and at the peek of power entenglements strangle the soul's attachment to the life force. Finally the sleep
of death and the soul is freed from the body's confines.