Thought for the Day

Saturday 22 November

Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet can'st thou kill me.

— John Donne

Eknath Easwaran's Commentary

β€œAnd time passes so quickly,” Death whispers in our ear. Only a while ago we were toddlers, as sweet and angelic as any baby we see today. Just look at your old baby pictures and you cannot help wondering what happened to that wide-eyed child of not too many years ago.

With the passage of time the body inevitably undergoes certain natural changes, the last of which is death. This is something every creature has to undergo. The immortal dweller within the body, however – our real Self – is unaffected by these changes. It was never born; it can never die.

The Thought for the Day is today's entry from Eknath Easwaran's Words to Live By.