Nothing closer to life than death,
Nothing a better friend of life than death;
Life and death are no different,
Perhaps they are only the two phases of the truth,
One mortal, the other immortal;
So, if they are no different:
Why the living are afraid of death;
Why the living crave for longevity of life;
The end of which is certain one day,
Like the glow of candle in a dark night;
Unlike the mundane souls, the more blessed ones,
Know thy nothing closer to life than death,
Thy preached of life after death,
Where all mortals would become immortals one day!
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Above all grace and gifts that God gives to his beloved is that of overcoming self. thanks, Mary