GUNTHROAT

Now I understand how pointless it is to say, 'Let your soul rest in Peace'. The soul without a body would be the wind in desert which touches no trees,
which has no physical manifestations, which is body-less. Adorning peace to the end is just a mythical solace.I am sure it was an end and not peace. I tell
myself, she got released from the protracted suffering. But I know it was an end, final, unfair. Unfair to a bird which just started to fly, who can no more
see the world. Weaving words to dress up death is hard. So I stop.