A joyful death in life

There is, it’s said, a state of joyful death,
known to the wise; and this, more realised
than that cessation of our mortal breath
beyond experience; only surmised;

a ‘death’ that’s not an end, but life anew;
a death that leaves no space where to be sad;
that leaves no time for guilt, regret or rue
but sets us free to know ourselves, and glad;

quite free of ‘past’ and ‘ future’ in the mind,
a life entirely of the moment’s grace;
the present taking care of what’s designed
to teach the lessons which our soul must face;

consciousness then grows apace; and when
the ego dies – there’s no more dying then..

[with acknowledgements to Eckhart Tolle's 'The Power of Now']

poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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