Life Through Death
Life --- a breath blown through time,
catching many along its path.
Floating hungry souls
through the silver clouds of experience.
Death --- life in distortion.
Rest from deliberate strife
caused by the torrid fools of existence.
A time and place of repose and clarity,
tranquility and self-love.
Are you afraid to die? How will you feel ---
when the "greedy" taker pulls your breath
from your lips with one cold finger?
You glance beside you and see four other souls
at rest on a hand of calm, soothing eternity.
Will you feel peace? Or chaos ---
Will you embrace death eagerly
or will you fight...
with your weak soul
against the master of endings?
Or will it be the master
of beginnings?
How do you perceive your life?
A dream...
Reality...
Life is life. That's all...
19 March 1992