The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.

The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.

Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.

Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.

Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable read more

Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

I am ready to meet my maker, but whether my maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me read more

I am ready to meet my maker, but whether my maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you read more

If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.