Where others dwell on my demise,
I’ll cast my ashes
then arise.

As some prepare to eulogize,
I’ll spread new wings
to their surprise.

Before the coldness quells my eyes,
my love lights up
those starless skies.

Despite defeatists who despise,
my song lives on
to energize.

When death descends to finalize,
I’ll resurrect,
revitalize.