Death

Time and time again

The dread of curtain fall returns

Where space and time alike,

Like sand flows out of hand

With no means to retrieve,

Til suddenly:

You are no more.

Never will you wake again

Through all eons of time;

While stars and universe itself

Explodes in cosmic fire,

There is nothing, less than blank

Going through your mind;

Which anyway, is no more.

It is dreadful to contemplate such a thing.

So you can try to ignore it

And see fear resurface

In various wicked ways;

Or, like eastern sage,

Make peace with your journey

To nothingness;

Or, be like a child -- but not a fool! --

And pass through eye

Of needle with true faith

Via the Way, the Truth and the Life

And somehow defeat

Such inevitable, terrifying fate,

From which none escape.