I first came across this line while watching the movie Interstellar. If you like Science Fiction movies, then this is a much watch. This short blog though is not about the Movie. It is for some other time.

This thought provoking line is from a Poem written by Dylan Thomas.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

When I read this Poem, to me it felt like an antithesis. After reading and listening to SwamiJi on the subject of Death, I have now come to the view that the last moment before we depart from this world, it should be anything but raging as suggested by the Poet. This last breath should feel like soft wind caressing our careworn self.

The baggage of guilt and remorse that we have been carrying all along simply dissipates as does morning mist when encountered with the rays of Sun. Our Soul is yoked to the Supreme God and we bid adieu to this World with a gentle smile. The Child in us takes over and with stretched arms hugs Bhagavan and becomes part of the Paramatma.

It must take several lifetimes effort and utmost devotion to have this ultimate mindfulness. This begs the question what is this struggle all about. We are all hurling towards our demise. We are just one breath away from dying. I heard this beautiful line first from SwamiJi. Life asked Death, “Death, why do people love me but hate you?” Death responded, “Because you are a beautiful lie and I am the painful truth.”

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