Death Has No Fear

Death has no fear for me
only the trappings of death:
family gathered round
waiting for my last breath

Oh Lord let me be spared
the embalmer’s attention,
the viewing, the coffin, the tears
a newspaper mention

Suffer me not to be borne
into a church to the knell
and the languid sound
of a passing bell

May I just fall down
on a sun-lit moorland ground,
away from the sight of all
and not be found.

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7 Replies to “Death Has No Fear”

  1. Oh, so beautiful! So beautiful indeed! Death is beautiful – we should make it beautiful and not sad. Thank you for this uplifting thought… stay well!

  2. How well said, my dear friend!!! That is exactly the way of it…

    “When he shall die,
    Take him and cut him out in little stars,
    And he will make the face of heaven so fine
    That all the world will be in love with night
    And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
    ― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  3. where did this come from? I’m working on a longer piece about accepting death and dying, and this poem came as I went further into my thoughts. I hope it will be seen in a positive light.

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