For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?

And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one