Death, what are you?
– I am the shadow of life.
Death, of what are you born?
– I am born of ignorance.
Death, where is your abode?
– My abode is in the mind of illusion.
Death, do you ever die?
– Yes, when pierced by the arrow of the seer’s glance.
Death, whom do you frighten?
– I frighten the one who is not familiar with me.
Death, whom do you caress?
– The one who lies trustfully in my arms.
~ Hazrat Inayat Khan