I
am
not afraid
of birth
People seem to fear
losing this chaotic
fight to the world
I see no fear in the newborn
I see screams owing nothing
I see a cry out to declare
"Yes I am alive, I exist"
and calm settles in after life's first breath
I
am
not afraid
of middle age
the ego death
the rending of the self
and the questions bombarded asking me
"is any of this all worth it?"
As I see many people on the path
of anxiety
I can't help but wonder
how one can fear death
if they worry so much about life being worth it
One doesn't worry about being robbed of
an empty bank account
They seek instead to fill it
to save
to leave something behind for loved ones
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
I
am
not afraid
of birth
People seem to fear
losing this chaotic
fight to the world
I see no fear in the newborn
I see screams owing nothing
I see a cry out to declare
"Yes I am alive, I exist"
and calm settles in after life's first breath
I
am
not afraid
of middle age
the ego death
the rending of the self
and the questions bombarded asking me
"is any of this all worth it?"
As I see many people on the path
of anxiety
I can't help but wonder
how one can fear death
if they worry so much about life being worth it
One doesn't worry about being robbed of
an empty bank account
They seek instead to fill it
to save
to leave something behind for loved ones
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