On the seventh day, I wondered, will the sun shine tomorrow?
On the seventh day, I wondered, can this be the end?
Drained of all my will and hope, looming shadows descend.
On my final day, I wondered, will I see tomorrow?
Pursuit of all the worldly goals slowly gave way to sorrow.
Broken down, I looked around, took one more fleeting glance.
Death was near, it all was clear, I was given one more chance.
I am reborn.