Mystery of death
Knowing not who in truth we are, death is feared,
since we are attached to this decaying form,
so we are through life by myriad fears speared,
with God’s law of love unable to conform.
Surrendering will, we are by God’s hand steered,
stripped of attributes, yet feeling His love warm.
In a realm outside space-time, we yet exist,
living light eternal, a divine bliss mist.
We are in duality to feel contrast,
that we may grow in love, wisdom and power,
so though the life of feeble form will not last,
each immersion in earth life does empower,
irrespective of how die of fate is cast.
Oh hermit, discard fear and do not cower,
for made in God’s image, we are living light,
beholding which, unending is heart’s delight.
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