The Consummation of Life

How can you be still in the face of it?
Yet calm when it comes all must be.
Stiff as a board on a cold pallet,
Confirmed in the form all will see.

It comes if you will or if not,
The trick is in being prepared.
Stand firm and welcome the despot,
Or let him catch you, running and scared.

And stiff, holding onto your life,
Trying to keep it still,
Use your breath quicker through strife,
Frustrating your very own will.

Rather, I'll welcome you when you come,
Gladly surrender my breath.
Gather you fully into my bosom,
And finish the deal with death.

He who loses his life will find it.