19 december 2011
The Certainty Of Life - Death
From the dawn of birth,
Till the eve of death,
From child birth’s cry,
Till man’s death sigh. [1]
Man’s ego rules his mind,
Emotions that he can’t bind,
Fooling himself – all’s sublime,
But that clasp of Death – Its Divine. [2]
Lo how foolish man can be,
What’s definite not think he,
Except of life – its jubilees,
Its sorrows and its miseries. [3]
Death – but that is a certainty,
With ever step approaches he,
But thinking only of supremacy,
Unconquerable as though be he. [4]
Man is born with a cry,
And in lifetime that flies,
He succeeds where others tried,
But with a groan he does die. [5]
Birth and death are much alike,
Two shores of a river’s flight,
As the dawn with its sunlight,
And the dusk approaching the night. [6]
(Eddies of Life) © Munindra Misra
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