Who is the real owner?

When the time comes,

I want no sorrow.

I hope it doesn't leave any problems

I wish I could give up farewell,

without tears for love,

without the weight of any regrets.

When the time comes,

I want to be strong to let you go,

my world.

As long as humans live in this world, it is never seen that those who have left the world will take all their worldly existence with them when they leave. Without being able to demand as well as when living, all is left behind. Family, power, or wealth. And for the world left by those who have left, everything changes, only names, and memories remain.

Then is there anything that real humans can take with them when they leave the world?

Only a record of the journey of life that will continue to be carried is no longer memory but a responsibility that must be accounted for what has been done in the world as long as they live.

If we look at and remember the event called death, it will be clearer to see the meaning of who is the real owner of everything in this universe. Without exception, including humans themselves. There is no power that can withstand and change it, nor can it be negotiated when all has come.

This is not resignation, nor is it to fear the meaning of life. As a reminder that all will return to the one who has the existence of all that exists. Everything is just a deposit, to realize the meaning of not really loving what is in this world. If there is an acknowledgment of ownership, then realize that all of it is in the form of a deposit which will later become the responsibility, what are all these used for as long as life is used?

The only thing on display is a tombstone with a name written on it. It's no longer a decoration of the world you love. The only thing that smells good is the fragrance of flowers and their behavior in the world.

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