Death you are depicted as only only bones. Maybe because that is what we are reduced to as you pass us by, or maybe because you leave it for each one of us to dress you and see you as they will.
You are a presence, a force, that few we are told can reckon with. It is said that the Being in us can reckon with you. We have been taught that if in life we held our consciousness awake, in death it shall also hold awake.
You and life are entwined, are twins, dependent upon one another and as you are the last act of our life, the summon of our life, as
our consciousness didn’t sleep in life, so you too will will allow it to stay awake.
You rule a person's life, you set a person's destiny. You set the foot prints upon which a person's life follows. You can change a person's destiny, you can change a person's life. You are a formidable power. If only men and women would know this. If only they would remember you and live by you they could be helped by you and in the supreme moment of their life reap the rewards that comes from your scythe.
Now I understand the why of the scythe. Death reaps for the person what a person has done in life.
You are not maleficent, you are not terrible, you have a grim face but a good heart.You are a principle of the Absolute, you fulfil a necessary cosmic function. Without you life would falter.
You are an agent of the real, a just operator, you vanquish all vanities and bring us all to be equal.
You reward those who remember you in life and who sought your guidance.
May I be able to live from now on seeing you as a cosmic
force, as wisdom, as freedom and as the
entrance to the real.
May this be with full and whole heart that I meet you this
life with much to be reaped by your scythe, nothing to regret and all to look
ahead to!
End (1922).
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