World Passes By

This world is a shadow
And blanket that covers,
This is not the real
Expressions and feelings.

Every motion within this place
Is but a small piece of realness,
We cannot imagine the pureness
As it really is beyond shadow.

This world will pass away
In all goodness and love pure,
The light will come in its place
And we will see the path forever.

The glass shall be shattered
In revealing manner so quick,
This lie of only death shall be lost
And we will find the new gardens!