Dylan Thomas told us do not go gentle

Do not go gentle into that good night

Rage, rage against the dying of the light

But Al Ghazali said think not that death is  death

Nay it is life

Be not afraid when death draws the night

Thomas told us that wise men know

That dark is right

Because their words had forked no lightning

So do not go gentle into that good night

Rage, rage against the dying of the light

But Al Ghazali told us I am a spirit

and this body is naught but flesh

It was my abode and garment for a time

So think not that death is death

Nay it is life

Be not afraid when death draws the night

Thomas said Grave men near death

Who see the blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay

Rage, rage, against the dying of the light

But Al Ghazali said With no veil

I see God face to face

I have passed on my way and left you behind

Be not afraid when death draws the night

So if Al Ghazali read this from Dylan Thomas

What would he divine?

Perhaps he’d say

Be not afraid when death draws the night

Rise, rise, with the dawning of the light!