Giving in or Giving up...

 
 
Guide and friend, guest and host, family and stranger,
all different but strangely the same.
No distinction in the end or beginning. Just eternal sameness.
Death is just the beginning of the unknown.  
The unknown is so vast we can’t imagine it for fear it’s
enormity might overwhelm our small minds.  
A mind overwhelmed is a mind adrift on a sea of sorrow
and in a storm of regret, while the islands in the journey
tend to get lost in the fog, leaving just the pain.
Is death the end of beginnings or is it the final beginning,
the end of endings? Is it that bridge to eternity  
where seas are calm, our course is set, destination is forever?
Fear of death is fear of forever. Fear of forever is the fear of the
possibility that the myth of eternal life without strife just
might be true. Hope is our connection to the eternal.
Life favors certainty, death only offers uncertainty.  
Certainty was the gift of yesterday,
tomorrow offers only uncertainty and maybe our
ticket to forever.