Death Is Beautiful
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Our bodies are designed for birth and death;
our brains are subconsciously in control.
At birth, we instinctively take a breath,
without being told; we're born to our role.
Our bodies release endorphins at birth
to ease our passage, dulling birthing pain.
We arrive pre-programmed for life on Earth,
and it's all possible thanks to the brain.
When dying, your body knows what to do;
you start to drink less, eat less, and sleep more.
Your brain releases endorphins anew
until your spirit is set free to soar.
Death is beautiful; if you only knew
of the exultation that awaits you.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2024
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