What is death

before we begin to inquire what both life and death represent is fate fickle, does God exist let us pause to ask, who we are with an open mind, unclenched fist lost in the maze of metaphors bemused by sermons of pastors all we seek is freedom from fear with truth reflected in clear light as bliss strobes all nodes within spear the void of silence sets us free invoking grace by pure intent in staid stillness bereft of thought we see within, light of our soul untying the Gordian knot God appears right before our eyes simply put, He is love and light our true being too, is as He God is the source of our heartbeat when ego drops, we clearly see death is but soul discarding form a garment we choose to throw away in truth there’s no such thing as death as we fulfil our dreams on earth we are being breathed by God’s breath