Death Is My Friend (Poem Regarding Yamantaka)

Death sits with me, my faithful companion.

We have known each other since my birth.

Sometimes I have ignored their presence,

To be startled once more when I noticed them again.

I remember over and over

That this is merely my familiar friend.

Their fierce visage is meant not to frighten,

Only drive away my aspects which prevent a meaningful happy life.

When finally we walk away from this existence together,

I will not be alone but with my dearest guide.

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