EPILOGUE

Beyond all things lies change;
Valleys rise,
new mountains range
into the skies.

When we turn inwardly
we twist our own self,
from life we flee,
from social wealth.

To live we need each
and everything,
with them can we reach
and sing

Defiance of the pain
the hope that through all we’ll rise again.
Thanks to you I can ascend
you gave me hope, my friend.

Of course you should friend poet. This should be your Starlog not your epilogue.