Death! A Deep Sleep - Part 1

Suddenly a strong wind blows

From some unknown direction,

Darkens the environment,

Shakes the souls around and detaches one

From one’s mortal coil.

Pale, cold, motionless is the body

The environment, extremely mournful.

A void, a vacuum is created,

Evokes a story of a loss,

Never to be recovered again.

For those live corpses around

The beloved is gone,

The flame of life has gone,

Never shall be seen that extinguished sun again.

Oh! Those close living mortals,

Crying their hearts out,

They become thoughtful.

When we are alive, the world, we feel

Is under our feet and never a thought comes

Of that fearful blow, the death.

Death, deep sleep is a secret

Towards the grave and the journey thereafter

We lead towards the tranquil state.

No worries, no chords attached,

What to eat, what to save

When to be awake, when to sleep,

Ah! No worldly thoughts!

The journey may begin with a ride on

Snow white horses with golden reins,

Riding fast and high,

Crossing the golden glaze of 

Of shining clouds under their feet,

And with the sun shining overhead

So close, so pure.

Ah! It might be a tireless journey,

A journey towards a complete solitude.

But then, why should they talk about

The next existence?

Death, a deep sleep!

Is it the beginning of a new life!

The journey yet to be completed

Towards enlightenment…………