Death - Liberation Poem by Prabir Gayen

-Death - liberation-
Death seems dreadful to all aspirant hearts,
Death is the end of chattering mind.
No one wants the end of tidal waves - to be ceased, to be quiet.
The bubble though too pimping and miniature,
It is full to enjoy the cessation,
Death is the end of clinging and holding,
The more close we are to death the moreproximate the life follows.
Life rests at death and mind with all its wish and appeal melts into quietness of everlasting
Fixity.
Death, the second self of life the Omega breath,
Is the ultimate release.
Upon it's bed my utmost relaxation- the liberation.