If there is an afterlife, I want to be a tree and stand for eternity without any gestures of joy or sorrow. Half of it is peaceful in the dust, half of it is flying in the wind, half of it is covered with shade, and half of it is bathed in sunshine.
Very silent and very proud, never relying on and never looking for. If there is an afterlife, and to do a tree, stand in eternity, no and posture. Half in the dust serene, half in the wind float in the sky, half on a cool, half bath sunshine. Very silent very proud, never rely on never find.