Depth of Death
Is death experience like depth experience?
Is it a slip-through hill, vales, and a bushy fence?
Passing from all that is known to the things unknown,
How, on the way, facts from fancies seem varied zone...!
The angel of death leads us through depths of deep wells,
Ponds, lakes, seas, and oceans whose whirls resemble hells;
Cool, calm, and composed, yet, as though walking in sleep,
Till we reach the divine realms deeper than the deep...!
Will I pass through the endless cycle of rebirth?
Or, after my judgment, I will be in true mirth?
One truth is sure, yet, that I'll be devoid of vice,
Body-soul resurrected, I'll be in paradise...!!!
28 May 2023
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2023
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