Death!
When I think of it, I am overcome with curiosity.
It is the known unknown.
We all know it is coming, yet we don’t know when, where, or how.
We are all destined to meet it, yet we don’t know what really lies beyond this realm.
The unknown plays not by our rules.
The possibilities are infinite.
So, when I think of death, I don’t think of the worst, and it is not the worst fate.
Sooner or later, we all die; we must say goodbye.
I find myself thinking of it as another stage of our growth.
If life was a tree, we are the leaves.
The tree is always the same, but not the fallen leaves.
