{"id":1449,"date":"2013-07-13T01:34:53","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1449"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:34:53","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:34:53","slug":"31-the-fear-of-death-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/05-collected-poems-volume-05\/31-the-fear-of-death-vol-05-collected-poems-volume-05","title":{"rendered":"-31_The Fear of Death.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\nThe Fear<\/font><\/b>
\n<\/font> of Death<\/p>\n

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            Death wanders through our
\nlives at will, sweet Death<\/p>\n

Is busy with each intake of
\nour breath.<\/p>\n

Why do you fear her? Lo, her
\nlaughing face<\/p>\n

All rosy with the light of
\njocund grace!<\/p>\n

A kind and lovely maiden
\nculling flowers<\/p>\n

In a sweet garden fresh with
\nvernal showers,<\/p>\n

This is the thing you fear,
\nyoung portress bright,<\/p>\n

Who opens to our souls the
\nworlds of light.<\/p>\n

Is it because the twisted
\nstem must feel<\/p>\n

Pain when the tenderest hands
\nits glory steal?<\/p>\n

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Is it because the flowerless
\nstalk droops dull<\/p>\n

And ghastly now that was so
\nbeautiful?<\/p>\n

Or is it the opening
\nportal\u2019s horrid jar<\/p>\n

That shakes you, feeble souls
\nof courage bare?<\/p>\n

 Death is but changing of our robes to wait<\/p>\n

In wedding garments at the
\nEternal\u2019s gate. 
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\n    Life
\nand Death<\/p>\n

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Life, death,
\n\u2013<\/font>
\ndeath, life; the words have led for ages<\/p>\n

     Our thought and
\nconsciousness and firmly seemed<\/p>\n

Two opposites; but now
\nlong-hidden pages<\/p>\n

     Are opened, liberating
\ntruths undreamed.<\/p>\n

Life only is, or death is life disguised,
\n\u2013<\/font><\/p>\n

Life a short death until by life we are
\nsurprised. 
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The Fear of Death                   Death wanders through our lives at will, sweet Death Is busy with each intake of our breath….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[32],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1449","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-05-collected-poems-volume-05","wpcat-32-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1449","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1449"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1449\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1449"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1449"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1449"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}