Dancing with the Dead

This is part of a mural, where death dances with all people, that hung in the main church in Lübeck where I now live.

It was destroyed by bombs on the saturday before Palm Sunday, 1942.

As such, it reminds of the precariousness of life.

Yet the artwork is also vividly colorful and so, paradoxically, a celebration of life and creation.

It also reminds me of the Magnificat in that, it doesn't matter how powerful one is, ultimately there is only one end to everything.

M. Barlow