26.11.2006
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You Could Not Die!
Where there is becoming, there is decomposing,
Likewise, living comes with dying,
You can’t warp them and go free.
Living or dying is a karmic consequence
Taking like it such, relieve your pain.
By grieving, saddening and
Depressing alone
Resurrection would not come.
What important is, before he dies,
What he has done with pure mind,
With love for the humankind.
With those good deeds done,
They will accompany you
When you leave this world.
Deeds done by body and mind,
All that you do in good spirit
In longing, we will talk about you often;
You will be remembered and seen,
Alas! How can one say that you die?
_ by Sayar Tin Moe
_ translated by Mya Than Nyunt (24 November 2006)
Comments:
Feraya said _
A beautiful and moving poem and so true.
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