Would write to none if a day to live, talk to death
Don’t tarry a while, O Death, I am ready to die
All my joys are garnered, all my songs sung
And all my tears are shed, my wishes fulfilled.
Life and death, secrets of God, never be known
If told, one day to behold, this beautiful fold
If I don’t die a sudden death, I have this to say to
My dear ones present when I breathe my last.
Let me sleep and rest, my soul intoxicated with love
My spirit has had its bounty of days and nights.
Light the candles and burn the incense around
Scatter leaves of jasmine and roses over my body.
I have no fear of life hence have no fear of death
I have lived life fully and prepared to die any time.
Death is neither an end nor a deliverance of the self
Death a slumber, a sleep-life, a stage in cosmic cycle.
