Why never they

Free from it all during life, yet it begins as their eyes closes.
Why never they, whose lives have not been given sincerity.
For the frigid will not leave, where the infinity will hold strong.
Every shadow on the wall, is one from too much wrong.

Why never they, whose sheer enlightenment is mere pleasure.
Forsaken ones, they shatter from the celestial light
All colours, will abundantly hold their own.
For they are deprived colours, sharing in sheer desolation.

Why never they, who glitter every start of the day.

Herant A..