as the dust comes from the mountain, the mountain is within every grain of dust

and, listen

it all has its own pulse

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dust to dust
our ancestors’ soul
dust to dust
the mountain’s call
dust to dust
the earth we tread upon
dust to dust
all that will be gone shall be reborn
dust to dust
time’s cycle written
dust to dust
saving the forsaken
dust to dust
through within we travel
dust to dust
our true face will be unraveled
dust to dust
find true meaning of what is home
dust to dust
in our final hour we shall stand alone
dust to dust
fool’s desire never ending
dust to dust
not heading dark forebodings
dust to dust
old kingdoms shall crumble
dust to dust
life uplifted by the humble
dust to dust
love needs death to live
dust to dust
all, it wants to give
dust to dust
he loves, supports and envies life
dust to dust
thus wants to take when time arrives
dust to dust
though the scythe, it has to wait
dust to dust
time to revive yet, not too late
dust to dust
before dried up, now it runs in spate
dust to dust
river tearing with it all and everyone
dust to dust
eroded systems will be undone
dust to dust
ripping off old skin
dust to dust
rejoicing in that one first sin
dust to dust
travel through your own shade of black
dust to dust
leaving shadow, don’t look back
dust to dust
through darkness follow light
dust to dust
life takes us onwards through the night
dust to dust
fading echos of ancient time
dust to dust
that which rises, it will shine
dust to dust
fertile soil ablaze with with fire
dust to dust
reborn from our funeral pyre
dust to dust
blood’s history released
dust to dust
for it is freedom I shall seek
dust to dust
what is released can die
dust to dust
weightless soul is soaring high
dust to dust
sunrise brings new light
dust to dust
the raven taking flight

– Andrea Hackl