Birth and death

[Guest guest]

Once upon a time, twin boys were conceived. Weeks passed and the twins

developed. As their awareness grew, they laughed for joy: "Isn't it great that

we were conceived? Isn't it great to be alive? " Together the twins explored

their worlds. When they found their mother's cord that gave them life, they

sang for joy! "How great our mother's love is, that she shares her own life

with us!" As weeks stretched into months, the twins noticed how much each was

changing. "What does it mean?" one asked. "It means our stay in this world is

drawing to an end." said the other. "But I don't want to go," said one. "I want

to stay here always.We have no choice," said the other. "But maybe there is

life after birth.But how can there be?" responded one. "We will shed our

life cord and how can life be possible without it? Besides, we have seen

evidence that others were here before us, and none of them has returned to tell

us there

is life after birth. No, this is the end. Maybe there is no mother after all."

"But there has to be," protested the other. "How else did we get here? How do

we remain alive?Have you ever seen our mother?" said one. "Maybe she only

lives in our minds. Maybe we made her up because the idea made us feel good."

So the last days in the womb were filled with deep questioning and fear.

Finally, the moment of birth arrived. When the twins had passed from their

world, they opened their eyes and cried for joy - for what they saw exceeded

their fondest dreams. That is birth ... and that is death.

 

Yours

George Pillai

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