Before death nips life and
thrust him onto another birth,
man must, by means of spiritual discipline,
learn the mystery of the indwelling Divinity.
When death comes,
one must be glad to meet it,
knowing that one has come
for the last time.
One weeps when he is born;
one should not weep when one dies.
One must die triumphantly over death.
Otherwise, he lives only to consume food
and is a burden upon the earth.
One seeks to escape pain and grief,
but these are inescapable.
All have to die, sooner or later.
No one will be anxious to have
the same dress on for years.
Death is but the casting off of old clothes.
from a divine source
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