Today’s prompt for writing is all about death. Can’t my situation get more ironic? So I’ve decided to join the writing prompts which wordpress authors have offered in order to exercise my writing skills.
Last night, just before I go to sleep I heard a preaching about this word. And because all saint’s day and all soul’s day just passed… all topics are highly relatable to the word which I would be discussing today.
I don’t know why I was meant to be given such powerful word to describe.. because to be honest, such word brought so much tremor in my veins that kept me in constant motion. Its vitality is highly comparable with life too. When one dies, another lives… two extreme opposites…
Death has the power to crumble all the built up dreams, it has the power to trample even the softest and purest hearts, it has the power to let you feel everything and nothing all at once… it encourages a very strong emotion that any human being wont dare wander…
I’ve always known that death is inevitable… that no one is an exemption to this natural cause.. No one has the VIP treatment when death came knocking at one’s door. No one is pardoned… if your time is up, your time is up.
Death has no time. Death disregards the flow of the beginning and ending… It doesn’t mind if you are at the peak of your youthful age or have reached the end of times… It doesn’t mind if you are as young as the soul born in this peril world or as old as time. If your time is up, your time is up.
That’s why… death should also bring forth limitless love from people… Instilled fear should cease to exist in one’s mind, heart, soul, and being. Love should exceed beyond any extreme lengths which death has offered.
Love people when they are still breathing… love them as if its your last day on earth. Because once the living became a minion of death… all life processes will cease to exist. The dead won’t feel the emotions you would invest in their graves… the dead won’t be there to appreciate all the limitless efforts which you poured your heart into… no matter how many flowers you offer or how big your lighted candle would be… these are all useless to the dead.
So that’s why… death is there to constantly remind you… to embrace the people you love… embrace their flaws and imperfections… because you never know when will be their last breath..
or when will you breathe your last breath.
~ H (November 4, 2017; 9:13am)
p.s. Let’s live as if we’re dying. Let’s cherish the moments… because such moments are more than enough to last me a lifetime.