Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy.

The fulness of the godhead dwelt in every blade of grass.

The tallest blade of grass is the first to be cut by the scythe.

Every blade of grass has its angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, grow.'

Stone and sea are deep in life
Two unalterable symbols of the world
Permanence at rest
And permanence in motion
Participants in the power that remains

And you require no answers", Foamfollower was laughing in his gladness, "You are sufficient to every question".