Solution does not have problem

You can hardly die ever.
How you can, when
Nobody knows what death is?

Like dialectic, life does not stop.
It embraces things those are here,
Here on earth.
How it can slip into eternity,
Break into another world?

True, that soul torments at some death.
But who will not have it?
Where is joy, then,
Where is achievement and fame?

We are mistaken?

A big long journey,
some kind of medium to meditate.

To reach a new truth ... like
Effort melts in reason.

So that we not waste a bit of it.