Brief question of death

"For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God
unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. 

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. 

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance."
- The Prophet ,Khaleel Gibran .

Death has always intrigued me. Death is always distressing and fearful. When we lose a loved one,it evokes a darkness filled with silence , that refuses to leave our thoughts without efforts.
Death invites different expressions of  silence from the people around the deceased
It has always been frowned upon if it's a suicide,
It has been brutal if it's unexpected ( like an accident )
It is welcoming when the suffering is more than the death itself ( cancer or any incurable illness)
And negligence, justice , euthanasia etc
...
Also
It is considered natural ,if it's natural ...

But this is the part that intrigues me. When is it considered natural? Why all death are not considered natural? When we all know we are all going to die, how come death is deemed ' unnatural ' sometimes?
Storm of questions never stop inside my head. Maybe unnatural is not the death itself , it is only the cause of death. But does it really matter? When death embraces a soul, it is only a probability that , that soul seeks justice . Maybe death itself is the justice for the soul .

I have encountered a number of deaths in my professional life. People who died in front of me and people who were brought dead . But believe me, every time it happens, it gives me the same amount of apprehension and anxiety about communicating it to the family or the deared ones around. I sometimes wonder whether I really feel empathetic or I m scared to face the emptiness felt by the loved ones around. I think I ll never be able to get an answer for this question.

All I realised is, it is not just the soul departing. A mother would have lost her son, wife would have lost her better half, a son would have a lost his father and a friend would have lost his best mate. Everyone around would be devastated with the hollow created by that guy who has permanently left them,forever. This is when the emptiness filled with silence occupies the scene and makes us feel more helpless than ever.
The grief is more about the place left vacant by the deceased. I have begun to question, what really matters when someone dies. Is it the person him/herself or the tag carried by the person? Those tags really helps someone to endeavour in the journey of life. But will be we really uncomfortable and be in the same grief when a homeless dies in front of me?
This whole idea of respecting death or deceased constantly bothers me. If we chose to respect only the death, then the life of a person doesn't matter. He /she may be a millionaire or a poor mason or murderer .  Nobody or anybody . We should embrace the death as death has embraced that person. Because death is natural and it doesn't discriminate the life lived. But if we chose to embrace death based on the life ,he / she lived?
I don't really have an answer.