Time falls heavy On every heart Each time, Until all the words become ash. Time falls heavy On every soul Over and over again, Until all the dust is drifted away. There will come a time in everyone’s life when we will face the loss of our loved ones, the overwhelming presence of our consciousness, the approaching of our death, and leaving of this world. We somehow tend to forget the meaning of life. It is much easier to close our eyes and live like we are eternal in this world like we are always going to have tomorrow. Until all changes. The process of grief moves us with a strong curiosity, to know what’s on the other side. What’s after death?