When I Left

When I went to the stars,
when my earthly journey was over,
when I was no more,
and turned into just a handful of dirt,
don't you dare grieve for me!


The death of everything does not mean the end...
Despite scepticism and doubts,
life continues even then...!


I will be bottomless in the night sky.
I will become a shooting star.
Above all of you, my beloved mortals,
in the form of star dust, I will rain...


I will caress you with a warm ray of sunshine.
I will be a wonderful, summer sea breeze...
You will recognize me by my warmth,
by the love that will rain...

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