O Death! Poem by James Hart

O death!
Thou great leveller
Of titles before a name,
Of degrees after a name
Of wealth and of poverty

O death!
No hearing or seeing
No tasting or smelling
No feeling or thinking
No suffering or celebrating

O death!
No body or soul
A spirit-filled life
A life of knowing in a different way
A life of relating in a different way

O death!
No life as we know it
No space as we know it
No time as we know it
But life experienced in all its fullness.

O death!
O death, where is thy victory?
O death, where is thy sting?
From being deciduous
We’ve become evergreen.

©2009
James Hart