When I go
How will I know?
Will my life flash before me?
Timor mortis conturbat me

Closing my eyes
For the final time
Will regrets come to plague me?
Timor mortis conturbat me

The hope I keep
Is that death is as sleep
This tries to comfort me
Timor mortis conturbat me

When curtains fall
My desire – to walk heaven’s halls
And no longer will I say
“Timor mortis conturbat me”

©Vivian Zems
(# Jisei)

The Jisei form is a Japanese Death Poem

Timor mortis conturbat me -fear of death troubles me

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Inspired By William Dunbar

The Lament for the Makers, is a poem in the form of by the Scottish poet William Dunbar (1459 or 1460- 1530).
Every fourth line remorselessly repeats the Latin refrain “timor mortis conturbat me“, a litanic phrase from the Office of the Dead.