Till Death Do Us Apart

by Red Komar · Acre, IL

Death to this day is a mysterious event. It is inevitable and even if predictable, it always catches you by surprise. Speaking of eternity, for the human body, death is the end point, the maximum dimension of time. Often, to show significance, we mark it with the words “until death.” And no one knows what it looks like and how soon will it cross our doorstep. Whether it is a servant of good or evil, it bears heavenly punishment or grants liberation from earthly hardships. None of the living will answer these questions, and those who were struck by the blade of the scythe remain silent for centuries. However, despite its tragedy, there is a certain mysterious splendor in death. Something subtly beautiful in its darkness. Painting located in Israel