We can't know why the lily has so brief a time to bloom
in the warmth of sunlight's kiss upon its face.

Before it folds its fragrance in
and bids the world good night to rest its beauty in a gentler place.

But we can know that nothing that is ever loved is ever really lost,
and no one who has ever really touched a heart can really pass away
because some beauty lingers on
in each memory of which they've been a part.

Author: Ellen Brenneman

Monday, February 8, 2010

Love is the continuing connection that death cannot serve

 

 生有限
但愛無限
生命的盡頭
連接著對您思念
就在心裡的某一個位置
留存著對您的懷念
這一點一滴的回憶
成為了寶貴的禮物
跨越了生死
連繫著您與我

死亡並沒有帶走我們彼此的愛
 Love is always there

Bobo & Coco,
You are never further away than a heartbeat,
but I still miss you!

Posted by Eda at 3:00 AM
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