If Self of man perfection gains
Devoid of rest his heart remains
Even in the niche of grave
Presence and Absence he must brave.
The Moon and stars shine like a spark,
For moments few and then the dark
The rapture caused by Ego's wine
Is as eternal as things divine.
If your Ego is ripe and mature,
Your life from Death becomes secure:
Death's angel may earthly frame contact,
But can not harm your soul, in fact.