The death, end of the life journey <br />But not the end itself <br />The joining of self to the universe <br />The place of oblivion we can't explain. <br /> <br />The body after death, a corpse <br />To be cremated in such an honor <br />The self, soul and their activities <br />For which the body functioned hitherto. <br /> <br />A funeral pyre we makes <br />For its destruction on bodily matters <br />The final destiny it follows <br />Where it becomes flames and ashes. <br /> <br />Funeral in varied customs and beliefs <br />Changes of methods and things are one <br />The final journey must be in calm <br />without a return and repetition of the same. <br /> <br />Honor the death, the will of god <br />Your actions and life events are reckoned <br />And matters to the humans <br />Let the final journey come when it destines. <br />In a calm and perfect time like a ripe leaf. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />.<br /><br />Gangadharan nair Pulingat..<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/funeral-29/
