Here’s a great line from the poet Rumi, a Sufi (persian mystic) from the 13th century.
From the poem “On the day I die”:
Your mouth closes here and immediately
opens with a Shout of joy, there!
I like that ‘here’ ‘immediately’ ‘there’. Resonates with Christianity.
Here’s the whole poem (short)
On the day I die, when I’m being carried
toward the grave, don’t weep. Don’t say,
He’s gone! He’s gone. Death has nothing
to do with going away. The sun sets and
the moon sets, but they’re not gone.
Death is a coming together. The tomb
looks like a prison, but it’s really
release into union. The human seed goes
down in the ground like a bucket into
the well where Joseph is. It grows and
comes up full of some unimagined beauty.
Your mouth closes here and immediately
opens with a shout of joy there.
