During this period, and I thank all who reached out with support during it, I really do appreciate it, I was reminded of a poem we studied in highschool, as well as a movie I caught glimspes of regarding a cancer patient who was cataloging her battle with the disease.
The poem is Death be not Proud, by John Donne. The lady in the movie (blonde she was) stressed a statement I shall never forget; the last line of the poem is a direct challenge to death. I remember how she stressed that, by using a comma, the writer was in fact challenging death. That simple fact makes this poem truly spectacular, a literary wonder.
Another interpretation found here, states the following:
human beings do not die but live eternally after “one short sleep.” Although some people depict death as mighty and powerful, it is really a lowly slave that depends on luck, accidents, decrees, murder, disease, and war to put men to sleep. But a simple poppy (whose seeds provide a juice to make a narcotic) and various charms (incantations, amulets, spells, etc.) can also induce sleep—and do it better than death can. After a human being’s soul leaves the body and enters eternity, it lives on; only death dies.