Colleague

You were middle of the three,
Truth, beauty and divine spirit.
My colleague in life, you retire
To where you had come from.

We will retire too after a while
To where we have come from.
You were Beauty, we Godhead.
Hearts were purely temporary.

We had borrowed our bodies.
We shall return them to dust.
We had worked them so long.
A lease over, we return them.

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