Death is The Next Chapter in Time, and The Next Step in Eternity.
These words hope to inspire and tug on any understandings that people might come to, if they have experienced something similar to dying or even deaths doorstep. I hope to reveal a more beautiful side of passing on into the unknown.
Cold body,
flourescent memories.
Vacant expression,
full of emotion.
Slower pulse,
fast releif.
No more...
yet all at once.
Falling... falling deeper into the warm embrace of the same oblivion that birthed me, a glad acceptance breaks any fear that once ruled me.
Native to this black empty nothingness, all familiarity has vanished along with my recollection of who or what I am; but somehow equating to what this feels like, is home. There is a deep and low humm penetrating the depths of my being, yet no noise is given.
The essence of this abyss is that of an uncomprehensible love, unconditional and indefinite until experienced. This is not merely Death, this is Birth.
I intwine with the endless and multiplying energy that powers the very core of existence.
The Next Step in Eternity
It's the calmness after all ecstasy has gone to rest from the day, and the gentle sway of knowing within the bush and trees. It is the rose with the drop upon it's petal, from the clouds that ventured across the seven seas. It is the spiral of beings in which share the expanse of perception, and the yoga within the running waters. It is perfection painted by an imperfect painter. It is Life.
Alan Watts - Acceptance of Death
More inspiring Poetry.
- Kahlil Gibran On Death
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?