Rubáiyát – Death & Life Trio


Though Azrael approach – show him no fear
But wait with confidence as he comes near
And take his hand. For as a kindly friend
He doth lead us to better parts than here.

Thou think Death dreadful? Nay! His beverage drink
Nor fear the grave’s touch. Whyfore should we shrink
The good reward of all who go to God
Whose souls topple at last over the brink?

Indeed – let but our souls fling dust aside
And drop our clay behind. Our spirits wide
Over immortal realms explore and play.
Our mortal lives but this short time abide.

Our very beings overflow from God
Whose own Existence breathed life to the sod
To spring new creatures into life from naught.
How many other worlds has life there trod?