Death, how do you know?

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Death, how do you know

That you do not give us

A false rest?

"Pilgrim, how do you know

That your life on earth

Is not a splendid illusion?"

Death, I know that my life on earth

Is not an illusion

Because

I play here on earth

With God and His Sound-Life.

"Pilgrim, come and enter into me.

You will see me playing

With God and His Silence-Soul."

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From:Sri Chinmoy,The silence of death, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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