So tell me, my fine
son, how can we still shine when
our light has grown dim ?
~
“Luminous beings
Are we, not this crude matter.”
Our glow, inexhaustible.
So tell me, my fine
son, how can we still shine when
our light has grown dim ?
~
“Luminous beings
Are we, not this crude matter.”
Our glow, inexhaustible.