Death, how do you know?
Death, how do you knowThat 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."
Sri Chinmoy, The silence of death, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
