We prefer not to think
About our own mortality
But like a silver shadow
It follows us everywhere
Life and mortality
Siamese twins of destiny
Joined at the navel
Our beginning and end
We cannot recall birth
And death is an unknown
We only remember
The time in-between
Were we afraid or terrified
To abandon the womb?
Should we be afraid or terrified
Of deserting life?
Or was the act of birth
This amazingly beautiful
Passage from dark to light
From confinement to freedom?
Death too, therefore, may be
A stunningly wonderful path
Leading to unimaginable
Joy, pleasure, or even ecstasy
My mind is now free to contemplate
The beauty, mystery, and rewards
Of my second passage in life, and
To meet my life’s twin….Eventually