Life and death are a cyclical process and are an extension of each other. There is no life without death, and there is no death without life.
I die when my dreams and hopes are crushed, when my heart is broken,
and the trust betrayed, something within me dies brutally.
And there are times when my fears, anxieties and my sadness, depression, and isolation suffocates me from within.
I have died many deaths, and I will die many deaths.
I will be born and reborn until there is hope, faith, and healing.
I am born afresh when I see new leaves on my plants, wake up to a bright day with the chirping of birds, make someone smile.
Something within me yearns to live and see more when the dark sky is full of stars beaming light my way.
I will go through the process of life and death till I find myself within my imperfections.
Om tryambakam yajamahe sugandhim pusti vardhanam Urvarukamiva bandhanan mrtyor mukshiya mamritat
(I invoke the three-eyed one, Lord Shiva who nourishes all. Just as the ripe cucumber is automatically released from the creeper, free me from the bondage of life and death; and lead me to immortality)