On Death
Then Almitra spoke, saying: Now we would like to ask of Death.
Then Almitra spoke, saying: Now we would like to ask of Death.
And he said: You would know the secret of death.
But as you will find it unless you seek the heart of life?
The owl whose eyes are blind to the night the day,
can not unveil the mystery of light.
If you really want to know the spirit of death,
Open wide your heart to the body of life.
Because life and death are one,
one thing as are the river and the sea.
In the depths of your desires and hopes,
In the depths of your desires and hopes,
is your silent knowledge of what is beyond life;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow,
your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd before the king
which puts her hand on him as a sign of honor.
In his quiver, the pastor is not it full of joy
it will mark the king?
Yet it is perhaps its most haunted trembling? What
die, but to stand naked in the wind and melting in the sun?
die, but to stand naked in the wind and melting in the sun?
And what issue the last breath
if you do not release him from his incessant flow,
so he can resurrect and space in search of God?
Only if you drink the river of silence, you can really sing.
And when you reach the mountain top, then begin to rise.
And when the earth will require your body, then really you will dance.
Kahlil Gibran
