Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Of what is past, or passing, or to come

Some one-liners from Wildwood Cemetery, Amherst, MA:

Death has made his Darkness beautiful with thee.

There is no death. What seems so is transition.

Rejoice! We move to meet the sun!

Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

When I awake I am still with thee.

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