Even a life-long prosperity is but one cup of sake;
A life of Thirty-Eight years is passed in a dream
He knew not what life was, nor death.
Year in year out—all but a dream.
Both Heaven and Hell are left behind;
He stands in the moonlit dawn,
Free from clouds of attachment.
Uesugi Kenshin (1530–1578)
- Japanese Zen death poem, modified slightly by me with apologies.
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