La mort, pourquoi en avoir peur ?

La mort, pourquoi en avoir peur ?
Death, inevitable Death. So now you come to take my world; Hence your blackened cloak unfurled. And peering down upon my form bereft of pity - eyes o' storm. Death, inexorable Death. 'When-? ' the question, exquisitely for Thee. My dream retorts 'No! never for me! ' But now awake, I welcome you so - Relenting, repenting, with nowhere to go. Death, adamant Death. You cast your spell and guide me 'way, For life and I have had our day. What fate of me, prey? Oh! to tell! Glorious in Heaven or gnarled in Hell? Death, ineluctable Death. Oh wiry ghoul, 'tis You I follow - To leave my body, grey and shallow. 'Come! ' you bid in thundering tones, Bid farewell, thine shattered bones.

Am I the only one who's not afraid of the Death?

Sometimes, I can't understand this fear of dying. Nobody else thinks that Death is a part of life? Do you know that since you were born, you are destined to die?

Death is peaceful. This is where you forget all your painful thoughts. And you don't suffer anymore. Forget all the miseries of your life and don't think about anything. I'm not afraid of death. But this is the way of dying that scares me.
You will die Too.

# Posté le samedi 21 novembre 2009 17:44

Modifié le mercredi 25 novembre 2009 07:56