I Believe In Death
I believe in death
I believe that it is part of life
I believe that we are born to die,
to die that we live more fully;
born to die a little each day
to selfishness, to pretence and to sin.
I believe that every time we pass
from one stage of life to another,
something in us dies and something new is born.
I believe we taste death in moments of loneliness,
rejection, sorrow, disappointment and failure.
I believe that we are dying before our time
when we live in bitterness, in hatred and isolation.
I believe that each day we are creating our own death
by the way we live.
For those with faith, death is not extinguishing the light;
it is putting out the lamp because dawn has come.
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