Love the balance of this, from one end to the other, how much are life and death interconnected. Can we ever truly accept death, even when it is natural and not other circumstances? I picture death sometimes as a hunter, waiting to ambush his prey. Another image you brought forth is when we are so full of something, so brimming with ambition and dreams, there is always something in the shadows waiting to ambush us. But we must disregard that and live in the moment, not think of everything that could try to bring us down.

Powerful syntuit!