That the silent presence of your death
Would call your life to attention,
Wake you up to how scarce your time is
And to the urgency to become free
And equal to the call of your destiny.
That you would gather yourself
And decide carefully
How you can live
The life you would love
To look back on
From your deathbed.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings