After the end
we will not stay silent

We will not quarrel again
we will seek again
break confines once again.

To the earth
water fire
and the air
we will say again
come, give us form
give us an image.

The one
that existed before
which Death mistakenly feels
has been erased forever.

After the end
we will not be done with -
here we will hover
around life -
spreading like a scent
like a breeze blowing
alive like a memory.

Finally
we will evade death
return again -
after the end
we will not stay silent.