Why do you repel death
As if you stepped on an uncouth reptile
That stupified your mirth with a sting
and stiffled your brearth with dark coils round your girth?
The sibling death was with you ever since your birth
As close and distanced as the self-effacing unmouthed mammoth earth.
Throughout your path
And passage along childhood to Man or
Motherhood
You did not see the truth
That death was with you ever since your
Being to becoming growth
As a naive and native
Star in the north.
When you giggled and smiled in sleep-shell
the death was smiling with you as well.
When you dreamed and deemed yourself immortal
The death was kind at your daring mettle.
When you forgot to know the worth
Of the Love Smith
Who carved you as the crown of creation
The death was with you, an emphatic narration, a gentle witness of your lavished wishes of yourself.
Death was around you
Embracing your kiths
With valour indepth
And a love of eternal strength!
Still you strolled uncontrolled to count your mortal home and hearth,
Ephemeral wherewithal
Death was ever loving
And lent you a free living
Even when you were ailing.
Still you failed in your mirth
To listen and learn
From what its worth
Still he is mute and modest as earth
And a caring and guiding north star.
Then why do you loathe
And show dearth of love to the one who
Loves all in equal strength
And blanks out all balance sheets,
That credit and debit all accounts on earth
To the remembrance bank of infinity
without showing any disparity?
