If I die someday soon, remember this of me,
I looked upon life as an endless sea,
Where friends are like islands, each a brief stopover,
But I’ll sail on, destined as a tireless rover.
When I sail on, do not grieve,
I will live on, in caverns deep,
Of your minds and souls, I am sure,
Friends don’t stay, but friendships endure.
Winds of change sweep round us
We quest for change, heart’s all abuzz,
But most hold on, fearful of change,
My sail puffs, for I yearn to range.
Ahoy, ahoy, there shines the mast aloft,
Disembark those, whose mettle are soft,
I laugh as I face the turbulent sea,
Sinking means death; death means “free”!
-- jayanta ray, 17th June 2010
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2 comments:
What a wonderful way to live life and embrace death when the time comes. wonderful piece of writing...as usual :-)
Thank you, Jini, for your kind comment. :)
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