The Fall of Dvārakā

Far in the reaches of the solar system
One icy body crashes against another
It’s trajectory altered by the impact
Sending it on a new path toward the Sun
As God whispers, “Now you are become death”
Be grateful for the tree that grows
It’s green leaves pleasing to the eye
Providing shade on a hot Summers day
For our time is short and there are those who feel no love

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