The Beauty of Death – A Poem

From an unseen womb
to an unknown tomb.
Life happens in diverse phases.
We love life and hate death
because we hold life as an adorable lie
and see death as a horrible truth.
Yet, death is not the opposite of life,
but the opportunity to live again.
Death is not a debt we pay,
It is a gift – the medal for mortality.
Death can be beautiful,
it is the passport to eternity.
Death can be fruitful,
a buried seed births fresh fruits.
Death is a means of transformation.
It is a necessary ending that births
mysterious new beginnings.
We don’t have one life to live,
we are born again every day.
We don’t have one death to die,
we rise out of the ashes every morn.
A new life sprouts at dawn
and death births the afterlife.
Death is bliss, death is a blessing,
death is fragrant, death is freedom.
© Adeleke Adeite

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What’s your description of death? Do you believe that we should live as though today is our last day on earth?