Everything ends which comes to be
Hans Erich Pfitzner
Everything ends which comes to be.
Everything everywhere passes away,
for time moves on, and the
Sun sees that everything around passes away,
Thinking, speaking, pain, and joy;
And those who had been our grand children
Have vanished as shadows flee the day,
As a breath of wind dispels the mist.
Yes, we once were people too,
Glad and sad, just like you,
And now we are here lifeless,
Are but earth, as you can see.
Everything ends which comes to be.
Everything everywhere passes away.