On Death | Khalil Gibran Poem

On death. Here's a wonderful parabl by the great Kahlil Gibran from his work "The Prophet".
Gibran Khalil Gibran (January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931) was a Lebanese-American writer, poet, and visual artist in the Sufi / Christian mystic tradition, usually referred to in English as Kahlil Gibran, Photo by AMAL CR.

Transcript

You would know the secret of death,

But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?

The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.

If you would indeed behold the spirit of death,

Open your heart wide unto the body of life.

For life and death are one,

Even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond.

And like seeds streaming beneath the snow,

Your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams,

For in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honor.

Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling,

That he shall wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind,

And to melt into the sun?

And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides?

That it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.