Death wanders through our lives at will, sweet Death
Is busy with each intake of our breath.
Why do you fear her? Lo, her laughing face
All rosy with the light of jocund grace !
A kind and lovely maiden culling flowers
In a sweet garden fresh with vernal showers,
This is the thing you fear, young portress bright
Who opens to our souls the worlds of light.
Is it because the twisted stem must feel
Pain when the tenderest hands its glory steal?
Is it because the flowerless stalk droops dull
And ghastly now that was so beautiful ?
Or is it the opening portal’s horrid jar
That shakes you, feeble souls of courage bare?
Death is but changing of our robes to wait
In wedding garments at the Eternal’s gate.
I am not the most exciting guy around, but i am not afraid of death for death is just a begining and when we are born life is a new begining. Everything is just a begining as they say tommorrow is a new begining , but such as the peom says the misstress is just waiting for us so she may choose where our fate will take us.
And the title of the peom is fear of life and death.
 "riazar")