as one who has emerged from the
kingdom of night. We know that
every moment is a moment of grace,
every hour an offering; not to share
them would mean to betray them. Our
lives no longer belong to us alone;
they belong to all those who need us
desperately
my grief. Despite everything that
has happened, despite even death,
I can still love you, and I will
still love others.
to tell his story. He has left you
behind with treasures to be shared.
When you remember, your memories
are sent far into the future, a sweet
heritage for all those who will come
after. And be assured that your
story is being told, too, somewhere, to
a rapt audience of all those who
came before.
the grieving, the most mystifying is
being able to see in the dark. And of
all the secrets of the universe that
are only visible at blackest night,
the most holy is the power of
compassion.
