Table of Contents
  Index
  About the Author
  Preface
  Beginning
  Childhood
  Journey
  Effort
  Work
  Complexity
  Body
  Desire
  Happiness
  Love
  Beauty
  Silence
  Solitude
  Sadness
  Pain
  Death
  Morning
  Evening
  Sleep
  Rain
  Intellect
  Roots
  Tribute
  Farewell
  Truth
  Stars
  Religion
  Rebirth
  Meditation On Time
  Infinity
  God
  Freedom
  Family
  Defeat
  Darkness
  Miscellaneous Poems
  Dreams
  Flowers
  Lana Takes Retirement
  Looking at the Lake
  Peace
  The Nature of Man
  Why do I Keep my Lonely Ways
  Is That What Is Human Life
  The Light Through The Woods
  The Meaning Of Love
  What Will You Do When ...
  Perspective Of Time
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Death

In the end comes the end of a man,
Who has been a ceaseless engine of action,
Whose brow has envisioned a billion visions,
Whose mind has reasoned a billion thoughts,
Which switch off at death as if all the stars in the heavens have
extinguished.

Man's thousand-mile journey comes to an end
In a blazing transformation,
A miraculous blend of action and thought turns to a bundle of flesh,
The corporeal component of life stands without a spark,
The magic has evaporated forever.

Death is a state of matter,
Whose energy is forever conserved,
Matter changes forms but never disappears.
Man may live after death through his works,
Death is a punctuation mark in a long description.

Beyond our human form,
Our flesh and bones disintegrate back into elementary particles,
Changing one agglomeration to another.
Universe is our only religion.

Human flesh and human ideas 
Are parallel lines, 
Which must coexist but remain separate, 
Influencing each other. 
This seemingly incomprehensible relationship 
Has remained a dagger in the heart of science, religion and philosophy.

Immortality is not nature's way, 
But a fantasy in human mind, 
Its power has beckoned many a soul 
To transcend the material barrier, 
In search of timelessness.

The shadow of death, 
Like the transparent sheet of time hanging over us, 
Surrounds us through life. 
Its fear triggers a thousand shields to survive, 
Its certainty is the ultimate relief to some.

Standing on earth, man has pierced deep in universe, 
To find connection with it, 
Man's immortal work is ideas, 
Which nature may not perish.

Human life is a dizzying splendor of possibilities, 
Perhaps the supreme act of nature, 
Death does end it in physical form, 
But does not diminish its conceptual immortality, 
Its grandeur passes from generation to generation.

 

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