If you are every where:
in water and earth,
in the air that holds me,
and in the voracious blaze;
and if you go every place
with me in my thought,
in the sigh of my breath,
and in my confused blood,
are you not, Death, in my life,
water, fire, dust, wind?
What is true is that when a person
is born, from that moment
death also accompanies one.
I weep, though reason repeats to me
that a cadaver is not a demolished throne,
nor a broken alter, but a deserted prison.
Salvador Diaz Miron (epitapth)
Life and death are not contrary worlds
We are a single stem with two flowers