Chapter 36அதிகாரம் 36 மரணம் Death

Since you go on not knowing the day you will die, know the day you are living.

The one who thinks, ‘It will die,’ gives. The one who thinks, ‘It will not die,’ locks the lock.

Those who forget death have forgotten themselves; those who know themselves are those who do not forget death.

He opens his mouth to tell everyone of death; his lips do not open to tell of his own.

The body of the king who wore a crown and ruled the earth wears dust, a flower of white ash.

He raged, and I raged; he fell, and I fell; we entered one earth, both of us worms.

This is the tale of one who walls out the wind on every side and cannot keep in the wind of his own breath.

The breath he cannot keep in is the breath that leaves the body at death.

Year after year the heron of the sky comes and goes back again; among its days of coming comes a day of no return.

Whoever says no days are left finds every day good; those who say there are days yet are left with none.

He who forgets death flares up at trifles; he who knows death laughs.