I have traveled enough on this lonely planet steady and slow

It is time to bid adieu, it is surely the time to go

It has been a fantastic journey, and was blessed with all things good

Whenever I needed everyone was there, quite firm by my side they stood

Yet even the longest of journeys has to end, one has to go to the real home

This planet is just a temporary abode, this is just a speck, a dome

When the last bonds of breath are broken, I shall be free for the eternal fire

It shall burn the body, yet it cannot and will not burn any leftover desire

So before you go, just clear you account, so that you do not return again

Else you will have to return, its that simple pure and plain