It says nothing against the ripeness of a spirit that it has a few worms.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't let anything kill my spirit.
To me, there is spirit in a reed. It's a living thing, a weed, really, and it does contain spirit of a sort. It's really an ancient vibration.
I believe inanimate objects have a spirit.
None of God's Creatures absolutely consider'd are in their own Nature Contemptible; the meanest Fly, the poorest Insect has its Use and Vertue.
The message is not so much that the worms will inherit the Earth, but that all things play a role in nature, even the lowly worm.
God gives every bird his worm, but He does not throw it into the nest.
The danger is not lest the soul should doubt whether there is any bread, but lest, by a lie, it should persuade itself that it is not hungry.
It is the timber of poetry that wears most surely, and there is no timber that has not strong roots among the clay and worms.
I have been here before as a spirit - this is just my physical body, it is just an overcoat. And at death, you will take the overcoat off.
Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?