Death’s delusion;
Unknown intrusion
Into an unfamiliar state.
A state not known
Formally as home,
Even though a former
And future
Dwelling place for all
It has been.

For all unto delusive death
Must cast their breathing life;
All unto this “resting place”
Are bound before eternity.

This death may be an awakening,
Depending on the state you’re in
At the moment of the astral passing;
The moment we’re bereft of asking
To be excused from
(Who to ask?
Death’s registry
We put ourself on);
The moment when “life”
We’re loosed from.

Fear of death is not death’s fear,
But fear of what’s unknown;
Self-inflicted fallacies,
Projected unto malicious ears,
By those whose knowledge is lessened
By wanting less to know
The ways in which Spirit’s growth
Can always be assured:
Ways for futile living to
No longer be endured.