When spring comes — Fernando Pessoa.

When spring comes

and I have died before,

the flowers will bloom as they have always bloomed,

and trees will be no less green than last spring.

Reality doesn't need me.

I feel an enormous joy

to think that my death is of no concern at all.

If I knew that tomorrow it would be over with me,

and spring was the day after tomorrow, -

I would die contentedly as spring was the day after tomorrow.

If this is her time , when else should she come but in her time?

I like that everything is real and true.

And I like it, because it would be so, even if I did not like it.

Therefore, if I die now, I die contentedly,

because everything is real and true.

If you want, you can pray in Latin at my coffin.

If you want, you can sing dance around it .

I have no preferences when I can no longer have preferences.

Whatever is, when it is, will be what it is.