Some mortals dread death.
For dread of the unknown: after life here.
Dread of the coffin that will inhabit thee eventually.
Always conversing, searching for immortality.
"What do mortals speak about death?", you say.
They utter no word.
Never knowing that what they dread,
Is the key to immortality.
The mortals will never know,
until the end of life is here,
and then they will see.
Immortality was with them,
from the beginning of being.