The poet, Rainer Maria Rilke, speaks of death as a "letting go of the ground we
stand on and cling to everyday," how we are like swans, "clumsy lumbering beings"
moving awkwardly until we enter the water, where we are transformed into the
graceful creatures we were intended to be.
Beginnings and endings, birth and death, origination and destination - between
them our brief biography. Death is inevitable for all of us, the only variable is when.
This certainty should keep us focused on addressing our life in finite terms.
