Meditations on mortality
men are born: men die.
The wind still blows, rains fall
who will miss one man.
the shadow of death
grows as men grow; constantly
why should we fear it?
life begins, life ends
all are born so all must die.
memories remain.
meet death and greet death
death is not the enemy
death brings your release.
men are born to die
men know this but believe not
hiding from their fear.
Life is a shadow
cast by the sun on the mist
all is illusion .
21.04.2006


