Monday Musings: On Death
Another mum from the grocery bouquet, taken last week
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.~ Kahlil Gibran
Reader Comments (4)
Sending a big hug, peaceful prayers and a space to hold every detail of this experience.
May you find peace in the midst of sadness. May you be surrounded by love and support during this difficult time. May you have wisdom to deal with whatever winds blow your way.
Thinking of you Shannon and sending peaceful thoughts through this very difficult time of farewell.
((Hugs))
just found your blog -- my awareness of parental loss is with me every day, knowing my turn will come too soon...it is one of life's necessary passages, i know but it sucks...thinking of you and wishing you joy amidst the sadness...