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It is not possible to die well if we see life as our unchanging possession and death as its thief.

What then are you, human life?

You are the road to life, not life itself.

You are a real road but not a level one.

Long for some, short for others,

Broad for some, narrow for others,

Joyful for some, sad for others,

For all alike, fleeting and irrevocable.

A road is what you are, a road,

But you are not clear to all.

Many see you

And few understand you to be a road.

For you are so wily and enticing

That few know you are a road.

Therefore you are to be questioned

But not believed and given bail.

You are to be traversed but not inhabited…

For no one dwells on a road, but travels it

So that those who walk upon the road

May dwell in their homeland.

COLUMBANUS⁸

I have done my best in the race of life,

I have run the full distance…

Now the prize of victory awaits me.

PAUL OF TARSUS