Fear Not Death and Embrace Life

Death is our shadow,
it follows us endlessly in life,
until we cast no shadow at all
and become the mist,
as we dissipate within the sun’s warmth,
form to formless mirth,
in the freedom of release.
Fear not death,
for it above all things inhibits life,
the trepidation of its plight
the suppression of being,
so worried about its calling
we don’t live at all,
just wait in time’s cold stare.
To live is to disregard death,
fear not the ending to live in beginnings,
imbibe the nectar given
and experience all we can,
to risk and rescind nothing,
for death has no intention,
just transition when we’re done.
Each moment, each breath is portending,
the soul we are lending to this life,
and we may fear what’s unknown,
what’s already sewn,
yet the soul just carries on
beyond this mortal plight,
and life is the teacher.
When death is the comfort of rebirth,
all is possible, all fears inert,
as we travail this physical realm,
each and every nuance ours to meld
with our travelling soul,
struggling to be whole,
in the passage of life.
Fear is just an apparition,
a dulling limited edition of strife,
and the more we hold
the less we control our path,
living in a numb and lackluster state,
where experience is sedate,
and time just drags us closer to console.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Oh! Tony, this is such a comforting, beautiful way of living, loving the moment, appreciating what we have and all without the fear of death. Death is only a journey into a new world, a new life and in between lives there is the glorious opportunity for the spirit to explore the eternal life forces and beauty of the cosmos, the universe, find answers and truths. How I love your life lessons, your thoughts on being all we can be. Great work, dear poet.
Thank you my friend, so glad you appreciate my thoughts. Have a great day and take care Phyllis.
To be fearful of death and dying is to walk about yoked by the neck. Subjucating ones life to worrying about death is a fools plight. Sometimes I’ve welcomed it my friend but I bide my time for it will come on its own accord like the thief in the night and my last breath gladly I will give it. Well expressed and penned my poet.
Had the same feelings Vincent and as you, when time is up, its up: nothing to fear, just a natural cycle of transformation. Glad you appreciated the work my friend. Take care.