the whole anxiety of living
is that we imagine death
as a hand sure to strike
and cannot easily conceive
of a hand certain to hold
but in the natural arrangement
of time and chance
death is no different from life
which is merely the possible
fastened to the present
and the sunshine of now
is only bright against
the deep blue sky of never

Great White Heren

--

from An Almanac of Birds - #100Divinations for Uncertain Days by #MariaPopova @mariapopova (The Marginalian) https://www.themarginalian.org/almanac-of-birds/